One broken wing,. Soaring and suffering,. Arm in a sling,. I dont owe you anything.. . Im a bad absentee,. You know when I want to leave.. So close up your knees,.
It seems that fifty years have come and gone, since the rise and the fall of the radio song (what the fuck! ). Steal another bottle to save my soul, it's been another dead year for rock and roll (who said so! ).
Poison, poison, poison oak. You will reap what you have sown. You'll reap the seed of war. You'll reap the seed of hate. You'll reap the seed of love.