At Times In My Life The Only

I Was Down In The Sewer With Some Little Lover.

Truth Is Like A Waterslide-only Fun When It's Slippery And Wet.

She Took Off Her Wheel, Took Off Her Bell, Took Off Her Wig, Said, How Do I Smell? I Hot Footed It Barenaked Out The Window.

Whatever That ["transfiguration" By Bob Dylan] Means, It's True That The Poetic Brilliance Of The Early Career Would Never Really Reappear.

All This Talk About Equality. The Only Thing People Really Have In Common Is That They Are All Going To Die.