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I Didn't Know He Was Dead; I Thought He Was British.

I've Gained No Wisdom, No Insight, No Mellowing. I Would Make All The Same Mistakes Again, Today.

Some Guy Hit My Fender, And I Told Him, 'be Fruitful And Multiply,' But Not In Those Words.

Life Is Full Of Misery, Loneliness, And Suffering - And It's All Over Much Too Soon.

It Figures You've Got To Hate Yourself If You've Got Any Integrity At All.