Once We Used To Have To Crank

My Mother Was The Sweetest Lady Who Ever Lived On This Planet, But If You Tried To Tell Her That Jesus Wasn't A Christian, She Would Stomp You To Death.

I Feel That The Same God-force That Is The Mother And Father Of The Pope Is Also The Mother And Father Of The Loneliest Wino On The Planet.

Wouldn't It Be A Helluva Joke If All This Were Really Burnt Cork And You People Were Being Tolerant For Nuthin'?

Fear And God Do Not Occupy The Same Space.

In The South They Don't Mind How Close I Get, So Long As I Don't Get Too Big. In The North They Don't Mind How Big I Get, So Long As I Don't Get Too Close.