You Can't Beat Two Guitars, Bass, And

Jealousy Endlessly Eats Through My Mind, And Jealously Endlessly Makes Me Be Unkind.

I Like Mindless Disco... They Say The Lyrics Are Stupid And Repetitious. So What's Wrong With That? So Is Lying In The Sun. Not Everything Has To Be Serious.

What I Really Love Is My Scotch. It's The Power, The Power Of Positive Drinking.

I'd Breed A Little Liberal Army In The Wood, Just Like These Redneck Lunatics I See At The Local Bar With Their Tribe Of Mutant Inbred Piglets.

The Rich Son Waits For His Father To Die, The Poor Just Drink And Cry.