| Song | Compared To What |
| Artist | Roberta Flack |
| Album | First Take |
| Love the lie and lie the love | |
| Hangin' on, with a push and shove | |
| Possession is the motivation that is hangin' up the | |
| God-damn nation | |
| Looks like we always end up in a rut (everybody now!) | |
| Tryin' to make it real — compared to what? | |
| Slaughterhouse is killin' hogs | |
| Twisted children killin' frogs | |
| Poor dumb rednecks rollin' logs | |
| Tired old ladies kissin' dogs | |
| Hate the human, love that stinking mutt (I can't stand it!) | |
| Try to make it real — compared to what? | |
| The President, he's got his war | |
| Folks don't know just what it's for | |
| Nobody gives us rhyme or reason | |
| Have one doubt, they call it treason | |
| We're chicken-feathers, all without one gut (God damn it!) | |
| Tryin' to make it real — compared to what? (Sock it to me, now) | |
| Church on | |
| Sunday, sleep and nod | |
| Tryin' to duck the wrath of | |
| God Preacher's fillin' us with fright | |
| Tryin' to tell us what he thinks is right | |
| He really got to be some kind of nut (I can't use it!) | |
| Tryin' to make it real — compared to what? | |
| Where's that bee and where's that honey? | |
| Where's my | |
| God and where's my money | |
| Unreal values, crass distortion | |
| Unwed mothers need abortion | |
| Kind of brings to mind ol' young | |
| King Tut (He did it now) | |
| Tried to make it real — compared to what?! |
| Love the lie and lie the love | |
| Hangin' on, with a push and shove | |
| Possession is the motivation that is hangin' up the | |
| Goddamn nation | |
| Looks like we always end up in a rut everybody now! | |
| Tryin' to make it real " compared to what? | |
| Slaughterhouse is killin' hogs | |
| Twisted children killin' frogs | |
| Poor dumb rednecks rollin' logs | |
| Tired old ladies kissin' dogs | |
| Hate the human, love that stinking mutt I can' t stand it! | |
| Try to make it real " compared to what? | |
| The President, he' s got his war | |
| Folks don' t know just what it' s for | |
| Nobody gives us rhyme or reason | |
| Have one doubt, they call it treason | |
| We' re chickenfeathers, all without one gut God damn it! | |
| Tryin' to make it real " compared to what? Sock it to me, now | |
| Church on | |
| Sunday, sleep and nod | |
| Tryin' to duck the wrath of | |
| God Preacher' s fillin' us with fright | |
| Tryin' to tell us what he thinks is right | |
| He really got to be some kind of nut I can' t use it! | |
| Tryin' to make it real " compared to what? | |
| Where' s that bee and where' s that honey? | |
| Where' s my | |
| God and where' s my money | |
| Unreal values, crass distortion | |
| Unwed mothers need abortion | |
| Kind of brings to mind ol' young | |
| King Tut He did it now | |
| Tried to make it real " compared to what?! |