Pink Floyd Was Music For Rich College

Sex Isn't The Priority Anymore, Now I'm 65. But It Still Goes On. I Want It And She Doesn't, Same As Ever.

The Bike Went Up In The Air And Landed On My Back. It Broke My Neck, Smashed My Collarbone And Splinters Of Bone Severed My Main Artery. My Lung filled Up With Blood. I Severed My Nerves And To This Day I Have No Feeling There.

Nobody Ever Told Me, I Found Out For Myself, You Got To Believe In Foolish Miracles.

I'd Rather See Twenty Thousand Smiling Faces Than Twenty Thousand Crying People.

There Are No Impossible Dreams.