After The Rodgers And Hammerstein Revolution, Songs

With Videotaping, On The Second Generation You're Already Losing Some Of The Freshness.

You Have To Be Submitted For The Pulitzer, And Unbeknownst To Us, A Choral Director Whom I Know Had Submitted Us.

There's A Hole In The World Like A Great Black Pit And The Vermin Of The World Inhabit It And Its Morals Aren't Worth What A Pig Could Spit And It Goes By The Name Of London. At The Top Of The Hole Sit The Privileged Few Making Mock Of The Vermin In The Lonely Zoo Turning Beauty To Filth And Greed... I Too Have Sailed The World And Seen Its Wonders, For The Cruelty Of Men Is As Wonderous As Peru But There's No Place Like London!

A Close-up On Screen Can Say All A Song Can.

I'm A Lazy Writer. My Idea Of Heaven Is Not Writing. On The Other Hand, I'm Obviously Compulsive About It.