All This Machinery Making Modern

All The World's Indeed A Stage And We Are Merely Players Performers And Portrayers Each Another's Audience Outside The Gilded Cage

How Can Anybody Be Enlightened? Truth Is After All So Poorly Lit

I Still Totally Believe In Individual Rights And Individual Responsibility And In Choosing To Do Good.

You Can't Get Wise With Sleep Still In Your Eyes No Matter What Your Dream Might Be.

I Don't Like Lyrics That Are Just Thrown Together, That Were Obviously Written As You Went Along, Or The Song Was Already Written And The Guy Made Up The Lyrics In Five Minutes.