my country is like a lover, but me and my lover have drifted apart

was taught to not throw the first fist, but if you take a hit, finish that son of a bitch

we got two dollar soldiers and ten dollar words

freedom down the road, justice down the road, if we could just hold on, how far do we have to go

this one's for the workers

it's the primary rule, you gotta wanna be fooled

Oh, What A Year (In Music)

i thought what i felt was simple

sounds of laughter shades of life are ringing

the stars started falling out of a night cloud from a clear midwestern sky

Cooking Up Perfection

the day will come, the sun will rise and we'll be fine