You Use To Ride On The Chrome

Like The Lion Tears The Flesh Off A Man, So Can A Woman Who Passes Herself Off As A Male.

Bob Has Never Written A Bad Song. Bob Dylan Is A Genius.

You Walk Into The Room Like A Camel And Then Put Your Eyes In Your Pockets And Your Nose On The Ground.

Proud To Steal Her Anything She Sees, But You Will Wind Up Peeking Through Her Key Hole Down Upon Your Knees.

I'm Not Going To Read Any Of These Magazines. I Mean, Because They've Just Got Too Much To Lose By Printing The Truth. You Know That.