The pages of my historyAin't no great big mysteryFor the price of petty bribesSeparation of the tribesMen with guns have leadeth usDown their path of righteousnessA thousand trips around the sunHard to tell who lost and wonWho lost?The faces in the mist I seeAin't no great big mysteryLoss of heart, loss of mindLost some chrome through tests of timeThrough tests of time
