Money And Art Are Far Apart.

Blues Had The Pulse Beat Of The People Who Keep On Going.

Life For Me Ain't Been No Crystal Stair

O, Let My Land Be A Land Where Liberty Is Crowned With No False Patriotic Wreath, But Opportunity Is Real, And Life Is Free, Equality Is In The Air We Breathe.

To Some People Love Is Given, To Others Only Heaven.

Like A Welcome Summer Rain, Humor May Suddenly Cleanse And Cool The Earth, The Air And You.