Songwriters Write Songs, But They Really Belong

So I'll Put On My Bob Marley Tape And Practice What I Preach Get Jah Lost In The Reggae Mon As I Walk Along The Beach

There's A Little Bit Of Fruitcake Left In Everyone Of Us.

My Mother Insisted That Her Children Read.

If We Weren't All Crazy, We'd Just Go Insane.

It's My Job To Be Better Than The Rest, And That's Enough Reason To Go For Me. It's My Job To Be Better Than The Rest, And That Makes The Day For Me.