All that foreign oil controlling American soil.
Maybe someday you will understand, that something for nothing is everybody's plan.
Masters of the bluff and masters of the proposition, but the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency.
In the home of the brave, Jefferson turning over in his grave.
I was lookin' high an' low for them Reds everywhere, I was lookin' in the sink an' underneath the chair. I looked way up my chimney hole, I even looked deep inside my toilet bowl.
I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity.
I didn't know whether to duck or to run, so I ran.
How can the life of such a man be in the palm of some fools hand?
Freedom just around the corner for you, but with the truth so far off, what good will it do?
Come Senators, Congressman, please heed the call, don't stand in the doorway, don't block the hall.
On the stone that remains carved next to his name, his epitaph plain, only a pawn in their game.
Socialism, hypnotism, patriotism, materialism, fools making laws for the breaking of jaws.
There's danger in this open world where men strive to be free, and to me the greatest danger was in society.
The National Bank at profit sells road maps for the soul.
The drunken politician leaps upon the street where mothers weep, and the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you.
The cavalries charged and the Indians died, oh the country was young with God on its side.
The land of milk and honey, they say it is the land of money.
Don't follow leaders, watch your parkin' meters.
Patriotism is the last refuge to which a scoundrel clings.
Adulterers in churches and pornography in the schools, you got gangsters in power and lawbreakers making rules. When you gonna wake up?
But even the President of the United States sometimes must have to stand naked.
Steal a little, and they put you in jail. Steal a lot, and they make you king.