Well, I Make Every Song I Sing

It's Like The Mold In Dr. Florey's Coat, About The Discovery Of Penicillin. Out Of These Strange Accidents Come Huge Discoveries. A Certain Purple Bleeds Into Red And All Of A Sudden You Have Something Unexpected.

You Don't Have To Prove To Me You're Beautiful To Strangers, I've Got Loving Eyes Of My Own.

We Need Role Models Who Are Going To Break The Mold.

You're So Vain. I Bet You Think This Song Is About You.

As A Singer I Tried On All These Hats, These Voices, These Clothes, And Eventually Out Came Me.