And Don't You Know That God Is

When You Start Separating People From Their Rivers, What Have You Got? Bureaucracy!

And Nobody Knows What’s Going To Happen To Anybody Besides The Forlorn Rags Of Growing Old

Vanity Of Vanities… All Is Vanity.’ You Kill Yourself To Get To The Grave. Especially You Kill Yourself To Get To The Grave Before You Die; And The Name Of The Grave Is ‘success’, The Name Of That Grave Is Hullabullo Boom Boom Horseshit.

I Feel Guilty For Being A Member Of The Human Race.

They Have Worries, They're Counting The Miles, They're Thinking About Where To Sleep Tonight, How Much Money For Gas, The Weather, How They'll Get There - And All The Time They'll Get There Anyway, You See.