: The cats are in the flower bed A red hawk rides the sky I guess I should be happy Just to be alive... But we have poisoned everything And oblivious
: Sparkle on the ocean Eagle at the top of a tree Those crazy crows always making a commotion This land is home to me. I was talking to my neighbor
So they paved paradise And put up a parking lot With a pink hotel A boutique And a swinging night spot. Don't it always seem to go That you don't know
The cats are in the flower bed A red hawk rides the sky I guess I should be happy Just to be alive... But we have poisoned everything And oblivious to
Hana steps out of a storm Into a stranger's warm, but Hard-up kitchen. She sees what must be done So she takes off her coat Rolls up her sleeves And
Holy war Genocide Suicide Hate and cruelty... How can this be holy? If I had a heart I'd cry. These ancient tales... The good go to heaven And the wicked
If you can keep your head While all about you People are losing theirs and blaming you If you can trust yourself When everybody doubts you And make allowance
The tour bus came yesterday The driver's a mess today It's a dump of a destiny But it's got a view... Now the kid in the see-through blouse Is moving
[Instrumental] I stepped outside of my little house and stood barefoot on a rock. The pacific ocean rolled towards me. Across the bay, a family of seals
Strong and wrong you win-- Only because That's the way its always been. Men love war! That's what history' s for. History... A mass--murder mystery...
Sparkle on the ocean Eagle at the top of a tree Those crazy crows always making a commotion This land is home to me. I was talking to my neighbor He