And Now The End Is Near, And

You Treat A Lady Like A Dame, And A Dame Like A Lady.

Way Down Among Brazilians. Coffee Beans Grow By The Billions. So They've Got To Find Those Extra Cups To Fill. They've Got An Awful Lot Of Coffee In Brazil

The Cigarettes You Light One After Another Won’t Help You Forget Her.

You Are The Promised Kiss Of Springtime That Makes The Lonely Winter Seem Long. You Are The Breathless Hush Of Evening That Trembles On The Brink Of A Lovely Song.

When Lip Service To Some Mysterious Deity Permits Bestiality On Wednesday And Absolution On Sunday, Cash Me Out.