Everybody's The First Somebody, Y'know.

I Don't Think There's Enough Guns.

My Father Probably Thought The Capital Of The World Was Wherever He Was At The Time. It Couldn't Possibly Be Anyplace Else. Where He And His Wife Were In Their Own Home, That, For Them, Was The Capital Of The World.

In This Age Of Fiberglass, I'm Searching For A Gem.

The Tree Of Life Is Growing Where The Spirit Never Dies, And The Bright Light Of Salvation Shines In Dark And Empty Skies.

Well The Lone Ranger And Tonto, They Are Riding Down The Line Fixing Everybody's Troubles, Everybody Except Mine.