The sign read,
"Hippies use back door"...
All his trials, have made him nothing
He's not counted anymore...
There's no simple way of thinking,
Since New Orleans was sinking...
1000 men will march
1000 men will fall...
It's OK,
It's not that bad...
This is for you
miss "feeling so blue"...
I've heard way to much about it
Those stories make my heart sink...
Freedom don't mean a thing
when you have nothing to bring...
I tried to forget you
but you wont let me be...
Winter calls for me to weep,
for i had no courage left...
You can't see stars,
through this thick smoke...
Mary Jane, you kill my pain
Though after,when you go away...