So I Fell In Love With A

It's True I've Got No Shirts To Wear; It's True My Butcher's Bill Is Due; It's True My Prospects All Look Blue - But Don't Let That Unsettle You.

Let The Punishment Fit The Crime.

Posterity Will Know As Little Of Me As I Know Of Posterity.

When In That House Mps Divide/if They've A Brain And Cerebellum, Too/they've Got To Leave That Brain Outside/and Vote Just As Their Leaders Tell 'em To.

I Shall Carry To The Catacombs Of Age, Photographically Lined On The Tablet Of My Mind