I Remember The Excruciating School Task Of

Back To My Childhood Where Those Monsters Reside. They Snack On Innocence And Dine On Self Esteem.

I've Always Found Drugs And Alcohol Somewhat Pedestrian. It's Like, I Don't Need An External Agent To Open My Mind. I'm Here, Conscious, Alert, Present. Why Would I Alter That?

Nothing To Show But This Brand New Tattoo. But It's A Real Beauty, A Mexican Cutie, How It Got Here I Haven't A Clue.

We Made It Nearly 20 Centuries, A Bunch Of Monkeys With Ph Ds.

When The Good Times Come Around, They Gallup In Like Wild Horses. You Just Try To Stay On Them For As Long As You Can. And When They Throw You Offyou Just Wait In The Shade Until They Come Around Again.