Filth, I'm Glad To Say, Is In

Soon We'll Be Out Amid The Cold World's Strife. Soon We'll Be Sliding Down The Razor Blade Of Life. But As We Go Our Sordid Sep'rate Ways, We Shall Ne'er Forget Thee, Thou Golden College Days. Hearts Full Of Youth, Hearts Full Of Truth, Six Parts Gin To One Part Vermouth.

If You Asked Me To Write A Rock Song Or A Rap Song, I Couldn't Do It Because They're Not In My Fingers.

Step Up And Shake The Hand Of Someone You Can't Stand, You Can Tolerate Him If You Try!

Everything Is So Weird In Politics That It's Very Hard To Be Funny About It, I Think.

Alas, Irreverence Has Been Subsumed By Mere Grossness, At Least In The So-called Mass Media. What We Have Now - To Quote Myself At My Most Pretentious - Is A Nimiety Of Scurrility With A Concomitant Exiguity Of Taste.