Sometimes, You Know, Bad Is

Caught In The Crossfire Of A Silent Scream, Where One Man's Nightmare Is Another Man's Dream.

I Got Reckless Baby, Put You In Your Place. Next Time, Maybe Rearrange Your Face.

I Swear, I Wanna Be Your Underwear.

The Concept That You Are Not Ingesting Rotting Flesh Sort Of Sums It Up For Me.

I've Never Been Enamoured By The Idea Of Being A Celebrity.