Forget That Blind Ambition, And

Our Children May Save Us If They Are Taught To Care Properly For The Planet; But If Not, It May Be Back To The Ice Age Or The Caves From Where We First Emerged. Then We'll Have To View The Universe Above From A Cold, Dark Place. No More Jet Skis, Nuclear Weapons, Plastic Crap, Broken Pay Phones, Drugs, Cars, Waffle Irons, Or Television. Come To Think Of It, That Might Not Be A Bad Idea.

My Head Hurts, My Feet Stink, And I Don't Love Jesus. It's That Kind Of Morning.

I've Done A Bit Of Smuggling, I've Run My Share Of Grass. I Made Enough Money To Buy Miami, But I Piss It Away So Fast.

I Always Said That I Wouldn't Use A Teleprompter, And If I Start To Sing Real Flat, I'll Hang It Up.

I Got Quarters In My Loafers Trying To Fight Inflation When It Only Used To Take A Cent.