We're Goin Bowling. If We Don't Come

My Life Is More To Me Than All The Wealth Of Ilius

Everyone Knows Rock N' Roll Attained Perfection In 1974. It's A Scientific Fact.

Oh, My Tattered Rags Are Caught On Your Coffee Table.

I Detest The Man Who Hides On Thing In The Depths Of His Heart And Speaks Forth Another.

Friend, Many And Many A Dream Is Mere Confusion A Cobweb Of No Consequence At All. Two Gates For Ghostly Dreams There Are: One Gateway Of Honest Horn, And One Of Ivory. Issuing By The Ivory Gate Are Dreams Of Glimmering Illusion, Fantasies, But Those That Come Through Solid Polished Horn May Be Borne Out, If Mortals Only Know Them.