May You Be Surrounded By Friends And

Maybe There's A God Above But The Only Thing I Learned From Love Was How To Shoot At Somebody Who Outdrew You.

Your Servant Here, He Has Been Told To Say It Clear, To Say It Cold: It's Over, It Ain't Going Any Further And Now The Wheels Of Heaven Stop You Feel The Devil's Riding Crop Get Ready For The Future: It Is Murder

Here Is Your Cross, Your Nails And Your Hill; And Here Is Your Love, That Lists Where It Will

At First First Nothing Will Happen To Us And Later On It Will Happen To Us Again.

We Used To Play Music For Fun. Much More Than Now. Now Nobody Picks Up A Guitar Unless They're Paid For It.