The Cigarettes You Light One

If You Can Make It There, You'll Make It Anywhere; It's Up To You, New York, New York.

Fly Me To The Moon, Let Me Play Among The Stars.

There Are Things About Organized Religion Which I Resent. Christ Is Revered As The Prince Of Peace, But More Blood Has Been Shed In His Name Than Any Other Figure In History. You Show Me One Step Forward In The Name Of Religion, And I'll Show You A Hundred Retrogressions…i'm For Decency—period. I'm For Anything And Everything That Bodes Love And Consideration For My Fellow Man. But When Lip Service To Some Mysterious Deity Permits Bestiality On Wednesday And Absolution On Sunday—count Me Out.

The Cigarettes You Light One After Another Won’t Help You Forget Her.

Love And Marriage, Love And Marriage, Go Together Like A Horse And Carriage. This I Tell Ya, Brother, You Can't Have One Without The Other.