Who Could Have Foretold The Heart Grows

I Am Not The One Who Loves - It's Love That Chooses Me.

Lift Me Like An Olive Branch And Be My Homeward Dove Dance Me To The End Of Love.

I Would Like To Remind The Management That The Drinks Are Watered And The Hat-check Girl Has Syphilis And The Band Is Composed Of Former Ss Monsters However Since It Is New Year's Eve And I Have Lip Cancer I Will Place My Paper Hat On My Concussion And Dance

You Have Money, Fame, Youth, Beauty, Talent. That's A Good Start... For Feeling Good.

Even Without The Mushroom Cloud Still I Would Have Hated Listen I Would Have Done The Same Things Even If There Were No Death I Will Not Be Held Like A Drunkard Under The Cold Tap Of Facts I Refuse The Universal Alibi