Gold Don't Come Off. What's Good Stays

I Felt Like It Needed Some Color Down There, So I Painted The Walls With The Motherfucker.

Aren't You Going To Tell Me I'm Not So Bad? She Asked. Mmm-no. I Was Thinking How Every Man Loves A Hot Girl With A History Of Making Mistakes. Because It's Always Possible She'll Make One With You.

That Was One Thing You Found Out When You Were Stoned, Or Wasted, Or Feverish: That The World Was Always Turning And That Only A Healthy Mind Could Block Out The Sickening Whirl Of It.

If You Didn't Have Me To Rake You Over The Coals Now And Then, There Wouldn't Be Any Fire In Your Life At All.

All The World Is Made Of Music. We Are All Strings On A Lyre. We Resonate. We Sing Together.