It's Foul What This Money

Use Your Own Intuition. You Are Tomorrow.

I'm Out For Presidents To Represent Me (say What?) I'm Out For Dead Presidents To Represent Me.

You Lose Money Chasing Women, Never Lose Women Chasing Money...

I'm Sure We're Gonna Meet Some Bumps In The Road, But If It's Meant To Be It Will Happen.

The Chinamen Built The Railroad, The Indians Saved The Pilgrim, And In Return, The Pilgrim Killed 'em. They Call It It Thanksgiving, I Call Your Holiday 'hell-day.'