Everything In New Orleans Is A Good

There's A Whole Lot Of People In Trouble Tonight From The Disease Of Conceit Whole Lot Of People Seeing Double Tonight From The Disease Of Conceit Give Ya Delusions Of Grandeur And A Evil Eye Give You The Idea That You're Too Good To Die Then They Bury You From Your Head To Your Feet From The Disease Of Conceit

It May Look Like I'm Moving But I'm Standing Still.

I Accept Chaos, I'm Not Sure Whether It Accepts Me.

I Made A Bargain With Him, The Chief In A World We Can't See. (devil)

How Many Times Must A Man Look Up, Before He Can See The Sky?