There's a lynching in the square. You will have to join us. Everyone's going to be there. We're setting up the truss. Once there were solutions. Now we have no excuses.
I can't lie. I can't fake. I can't act my handshake. This disclosure I must obey. . There is so much love in me. . I can't run. I have tried. There's a thorn in my side.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. . Hey, there's no news. Poor man still got the blues. He's walking around in worn out shoes. With nothing to lose. . Hey, he's on the road.
Hey scum, hey scum. What have you ever done for anyone?. Hey scum, hey scum. What are you gonna do when karma comes. . A-calling, and you're falling. And there's nowhere left to run.
People, do we call this trying?. We're hopeless, forget the denying. Our souls are corrupt. Our minds are messed up. Our consciences, bankrupt. Oh, we're fucked.
We are not there yet. We have not evolved. We have no respect. We have lost control. . We're going backwards. Ignoring the realities. Going backwards.
Poor little one. I will protect you. And surround you with my love. As well as any man can. As well as any man could. . I will be there for you, always.
Let me take you on a trip. Around the world and back. And you won't have to move. You just sit still. . Now let your mind do the walking. And let my body do the talking.
Ooh, ooh. . Put it on. And don't say a word. Put it on. The one that I prefer. . Put it on. And stand before my eyes. Put it on. Please don't question why.
In my time of dying. I don't want nobody to mourn. All I want for you to do is. Take my body home. Well, well, well. So I can die easy. Well, well, well.
The sweetest perfection, to call my own. The slightest correction, couldn't finely hone. The sweetest infection of body and mind. Sweetest injection of any kind.