People Tell Me It's A Sin, To

You Never Turned Around To See The Frowns On The Jugglers And The Clowns When They All Did Tricks For You.

They Can't Hurt Me. Sure, They Can Crush You And Kill You. They Can Lay You Out On 42nd And Broadway And Put Hoses On You And Flush You In The Sewers And Put You On The Subway And Carry You Out To Coney Island And Bury You On The Ferris Wheel. But I Refuse To Sit Here And Worry About Dying.

I Don't Have The Kinds Of Relationships That Are Built On Any Kind Of False Pretense, Not To Say That I Haven't. I've Had Just As Many As Anybody Else, But I Haven't Had Them In A Long Time.

Well, It's Always Been My Nature To Take Chances My Right Hand Drawing Back While My Left Hand Advances

Loneliness, Tenderness, High Society, Notoriety, You Fight For The Throne And You Travel Alone.