Better Close Your Window Tight

No One Can Penetrate Me. They Only See What's In Their Own Fancy, Always.

What Are We Living For? Two Roomed Apartment On The Second Floor?

They Filled Us Full Of False Illusions And Promiscuity, And They Led Us Down That Class-less Road Of Mediocrity.

If New Orleans Is Allowed To Die, A Crucial Part Of The World's Music Heritage Will Disappear.

Hey, Is That You Elvis? I Wanna Speak To The Colonel. Jump To It, You Mother.