A Lot Of People Don't Have Much

She Knows There's No Success Like Failure, And That Failure's No Success At All.

I'd Been Going Though His Trash. He Knocked Me Down. I Was Glad To See Him, Even Though He Was Banging My Head Against The Sidewalk. Afterwards These Bums Come Over And Say, 'did He Get Much Money?' I Say, 'money'? That Was Bob Dylan.

God Bless Them Pretty Women, I Wish They Was Mine, Their Breath Is As Sweet, The Dew On The Vine.

Johnny's In The Basement Mixing Up The Medicine I'm On The Pavement Thinking 'bout The Government.

Too Much Information About Nothing.