Dirty Minds and Dynamite

Dirty minds and dynamite,
Chaotic limbo dwells,
As scarred hinds settle,
For hidden evils in this world,
Well, I'm sounding my soul's bell,
Attempt to dispel this hell.

Then when I'm done,
Take a look at the garden,
I've grown with my chime,
Even when I've forgotten,
As you're supposed to sometimes,
Then I'll ask to be reminded.

As long as I keep moving on,
Enough pride to hold up my head,
Nothing can keep me down,
As long as I have respect,
But now I need my chin up high,
Even higher as they ask why.