The Longer You Live, The

You Always Got To Be Prepared But You Never Know For What.

If I Could Have Any Job In The World, I'd Start Out By Writing A Blog On Wired.com.

The Times They Are A-changing.

God Bless Them Pretty Women, I Wish They Was Mine, Their Breath Is As Sweet, The Dew On The Vine.

Bent Out Of Shape From Society's Pliers, Cares Not To Come Up Any Higher, But Rather Get You Down In The Hole That He's In.