Again, I Lay Awake, And

Doing Nothing Gives Me Great Pleasure. And Believe Me, I Succeed Wonderfully In It.

I Can Get Incredibly Erotic About Blotting Paper.

Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me. No Hope, No Harm; Just Another False Alarm.

This World, I Am Afraid, Is Designed For Crashing Bores.

There Are Some Bad People On The Rise; They're Saving Their Own Skins By Ruining People's Lives.