The Death Of What's Dead Is The

You Teach Kids How To Succeed When They Successfully Foil The Educational System.

I've Been Singing This Song Now For Twenty Five Minutes. I Could Sing It For Another Twenty Five Minutes. I'm Not Proud... Or Tired.

I Froze In Time! And I Thought, "my God... I'm Free!"

The New York State Freeway's Closed, Man. Far Out!

I Don't Want A Pickle, Just Want To Ride On My Motorsickle