It's Hard To Speculate What Tomorrow May

The Executioner's Face Is Always Well Hidden.

Johnny's In The Basement Mixing Up The Medicine I'm On The Pavement Thinking 'bout The Government.

I Have Tried My Hand At Bribery, Blackmail, And Deceit. And I've Served Time For Everything, Cept Beggin On The Street.

God, I'm Glad I'm Not Me.

May You Have A Strong Foundation When The Winds Of Change Shift...and May You Be Forever Young.