If It Wasn't For Some Acci-accidents, Then

You Swore You Wouldn't Shout. If It's Not Your Punch, Then It's Your Pout.

Why Can't A Man Stand Alone? Must He Be Burdened By All That He's Taught To Consider His Own? His Skin And His Station, His Kin And His Crown, His Flag And His Nation They Just Weigh Him Down

People Become So Deeply Attached To The Sound Of One Period That They Blow A Fuse When You Move On. I've Heard People Complain Bitterly About Recordings They Haven't Even Heard.

She's Filing Her Nails While They Are Dragging The Lake.

Don't Start Me Talking, I Could Talk All Night. My Mind Goes Sleepwalking While I'm Putting The World Right.