The National Bank At Profit

Nobody Has Ever Taught You How To Live On The Street.

And I'll Stand On The Ocean Until I Start Sinking.

Abe Said, Where Do You Want This Killing Done? God Said, Out On Highway 61.

Fame It's Like... When You Look Through A Window, Say You Pass A Little Pub, Or An Inn. You Look Through The Window And You See People Talking And Carrying On. You,can Watch Outside The Window And See Them All Being Very Real With Each Other. But When You Walk Into The Room, It's Over. I Don't Pay Any Attention To It.

The Truth Is Far From You, So You Know You Got To Lie. Then You're All The Time Defending What You Can Never Justify.