Oh, Time Is Short And

Every Pleasure's Got An Edge Of Pain, Pay Your Ticket And Don't Complain

You've Got A Lotta Nerve To Say You Are My Friend. When I Was Down You Just Stood There A Grinin

Your Mind Is A Your Temple, Keep It Beautiful And Free. Don't Let An Egg Get Laid In It By Something You Can't See.

Mama, Put My Guns In The Ground, I Can't Shoot Them Anymore. That Long Black Cloud Is Coming Down.

The Cards Are No Good That Your Are Holding Unless You're From Another World.