America with burned who of you their vision jury, street, in a
straightjacket that you're where you scream in a straightjacket that you're
where you must feel very strange I'm with you in Rockland harpies of
the Bronx where you will split the heavens of Long Island and
resurrect your living human Jesus from the I'm with you in Rockland where
there are twenty-five-thousand mad com- where we hug and