You know, the trouble is I always end up back where I started
The bomb might explode without any warning
This is really Satan's world
You are mistaken
The hate of men will pass
We came from someplace and we're going someplace
It isn't the truth that hurts, it's the blatant lie
Somebody ought to have his head examined
If anyone had ever told me would ever read headlines like these
I would have called him crazy