I know you're trying to protect me
Searching for another truth
With your language and your poetry
From my ignorance and youth
Hey I did not come to argue
My life never made much sense
I just wish that I could hug you
You're my only defense
I don't understand your writing
I could barely sign my name
All I ever learned was fighting
But I'm not the only one to blame
The streets were dark with danger
I have to stand up for my friends
In a land where I'm a stranger
And the hatred never ends
INMATE
Killer wants to go on T.V.
[Interview]
Lead Vocal, Acoustic Guitar-Paul Simon
Guitar-Harper Simon
Guitar-Arlen Roth
Bass-Tony Garnier
Drums-Shannon Ford
Interviewer-Vic Miles, Courtesy WCBS-TV,
1975
Subject-Salvador Agron