Love's A Loaded Gun And It Shoots

Militant Mothers Hiding In The Basement Using Pots And Pans As Their Shields And Their Helmets.

To Me, If You Are In The Same Building With Peter Sellers Or John Cleese, Or Any Of Those Guys And Holding Your Own Making Other People Laugh, That's A Compliment.

She's Cool In Bed, As She Ought To Be, Cuz Ethyl's Dead.

If It's Total Freedom, I Guess The Ultimate Thing You Can Go Into Is Total Silence Between The Audience And Performer, With The Performer Projecting Something He Doesn't Even Have To Play.

Make That Money Run Like Honey On Your Tongue.