Sailin' 'round The World In A Dirty

As I Stepped To The Stage To Pick Up My Degree, And The Locusts Sang Off In The Distance.

Black Is The Color And None Is The Number

It Will Scramble Your Head And Drag Your Brain About, Sometimes You Gotta Do Like Elvis Did And Shoot The Damn Thing Out.

Draft Beer, Not People.

I Was Headed For The Fantastic Lights. No Doubt About It. Could It Be That I Was Being Deceived? Not Likely. I Don't Think I Had Enough Imagination To Be Deceived; Had No False Hope, Either. I'd Come From A Long Ways Off And Had Started From A Long Ways Down. But Now Destiny Was About To Manifest Itself. I Felt Like It Was Looking Right At Me And Nobody Else.