Death Is The Beginning Of Something.

My Conservatory Is In The Streets. My Intelligence Is Instinct.

I Was Hungry. I Was Cold. But I Was Also Free. Free Not To Get Up In The Morning, Not To Go To Bed At Night, Free To Get Drunk If I Liked, To Dream... To Hope.

When He Takes Me In His Arms, And Speaks To Me Softly, I See The World Through Rose-colored Glasses.

People Say That I Could Sing The Phone Book And Make It Sound Good.

Every Damn Fool Thing You Do In This Life You Pay For.