Alastor
You were a noble man
Alastor
Lived in a garbage can

It was three o clock
And I watched the news
Little Jimmy boy
Was singing the blues

Alastor was dead
Someone shot him in the head
Drank to much mead
The streets ran red

Protest! Guns and violence
Protest! We want world peace!
Protest! No abortions!
Protest! Marijuana!

Protest! Guns and violence
Protest! We want world peace!
Protest! No abortions!
Protest! Marijuana!

Protest! Guns and violence
Protest! We want world peace!
Protest! No abortions!
Protest! Marijuana!