Mercy, Mercy Me, Things Ain't What They

I'm Hooked My Friend To The Boy Who Makes Slaves Out Of Men, And Oh Believe Me, Flying High In A Friendly Sky.

For Me, Love Carries The Seeds Of Its Own Destruction.

If You Escape From People Too Often,, You Wind Up Escaping From Yourself.

Art Is A Way Of Possessing Destiny.

I've Never Had Any Problems With Women. Having Been One Of The World's Greatest Womanizers They've Probably Had More Problems With Me.