If It Has More Than Three Chords,

You're Going To Reap Just What You Sow

Dear Pope, Send Me Some Hope Or A Rope.

Why Don't You Swallow Razor Blades?

I Shot A Vein In My Neck And Coughed Up A Quaalude.

I'm Not Leaving New York. And Neither Is Anyone Else. We're Here. We Are Quintessential Americans - We're Not Only American, But New York-american.