Nixon? No fucking way, man. The only one I'd even possibly agree with would be the first one.
Nixon? No fucking way, man. The only one I'd even possibly agree with would be the first one.
But, for a certainty, back then,
We loved so many, yet hated so much,
We hurt others and were hurt ourselves...
Yet even then, we ran like the wind,
Whilst our laughter echoed,
Under cerulean skies...