Now I'm Grown Up And Playing In

Plastic Man Got No Brain, Plastic Man Don't Feel No Pain.

Educate Us With Your Media Machine, Tell Me What To Dream.

My Dad Taught Me About Music. He Used To Tap Dance.

I Met Her In A Club Down In North Soho, Where You Drink Champagne And It Tastes Just Like Coca-cola.

The Day We Were Born, We Were All God's Children.