I'm Gonna Spare The Defeated. I'm Gonna

If You Don't Have To Write Songs, Why Write Them? I've Got Enough Where I Don't Really Feel The Urge To Write Anything Additional.

With Great Lawyers You Have Discussed Lepers And Crooks, You've Been Through All Of F. Scott Fitzgerald's Books.

Truth Is Like A Waterslide-only Fun When It's Slippery And Wet.

The Ghosts Race Towards The Light, You Can Almost Hear The Heavy Breathing Spirits, All Determined To Get Somewhere. New Orleans, Unlike A Lot Of Places You Go Back To And That Don't Have The Magic Anymore, Still Has Got It. Night Can Swallow You Up, Yet None Of It Touches You. You Can't See It, But You Know It's Here. Somebody's Always Sinking.

I Made A Bargain With Him, The Chief In A World We Can't See. (devil)