'Let the riot be the rhyme of the unheard'

' Weapons not food, not homes not shoes, Not need just feed the war cannibal animal...[ From Bulls on Parade]'

'Their existence is a crime, Their seat, their robe, their tie, Their land deeds, Their hired guns, They're the crime!

'Every official that comes in, cripples us, leaves us maimed, silent and tame, and with our flesh and bones he builds his homes.'

To sin by silence when they should protest makes cowards of men.

'The accompaniment is ornamented with bells, horns, and female choir, but it is Elvis' voice upon which the words depend for their dramatic effect. In a depart…

Written in red their protest stands, For the Gods of the World to see; On the dooming wall their bodiless hands have blazoned 'Upharsin,' and flaring brands Il…