Little Red Wagon, Little Red

Anger And Jealousy's All That He Sells Us, He's Content When You're Under His Thumb. Madmen Oppose Him, But Your Kindness Throws Him, To Survive It You Play Deaf And Dumb.

If I Had Wings, No One Would Ask Me: Should I Fly?

Behind Every Beautiful Thing, There's Some Kind Of Pain.

You Never Turned Around To See The Frowns On The Jugglers And The Clowns When They All Did Tricks For You.

Don't Put My Faith In Nobody, Not Even A Scientist.