I Did Not Design This Game; I

I Can't Wait To Get Back To New York City Where At Least When I Walk Down The Streat, No One Ever Hesitates To Tell Me Exactly What They Think Of Me.

My Country Tis Of Thee, To Take Swings At Each Other On Talk Show Tv.

I Am Writing Graffiti On Your Body. I Am Drawing The Story Of How Hard We Tried.

Taken Out Of Context I Must Seem So Strange.

Love Sets Fire To Your Schedule, And Then Calls An End To Time.