Greed Is Good. Sex Is

Rock 'n' Roll. Deal With It.

Disintegration---i'm Taking It In Stride.

Baby, When You Were Young And Your Heart Was An Open Book, You Used To Say Live And Let Live. You Know You Did, You Know You Did, You Know You Did.

I Had Dreamed Of Something So Different From What Reality Was Now Offering Up, But That Dream Had Been A Blind Man's Vision. That Dream Was A Miracle. The Morning Was Fading. And I Remembered Yet Again That I Was A Tourist Here.

What Else Is There To Do In College Except Drink Beer Or Slit One's Wrists?