How Prone To Doubt, How Cautious Are

I'm A Rageaholic. I Just Can't Live Without Rageahol.

Wide-sounding Zeus Takes Away Half A Man's Worth On The Day When Slavery Comes Upon Him.

We Battle On In Words, As Always, Mere Words, And What's The Cure? We Cannot Find A Thing.

By Turns The Nine Delight To Sing

If They Think I'm Going To Stop At That Stop Sign, They're Mistaken!