To stand up straight and tread the turning mill,To lie flat and know nothing and be still,Are the two trades of man; and which is worseI know not, but I know that both are ill.

Well we’re waiting here in Allentown,For the Pennsylvania we never found,For the promises our teachers gave,If we worked hard,If we behaved…So the graduations hang on the wall,But they never really helped us at all,No they...

Only a foolish woman would allow her man to earn his living as a moving target.