I Am This Fiery Snail Crawling Home.

I Was Born To Hustle Roses Down The Avenue Of The Dead.

That's The Way It Ends. The Thin Edge Of The Wedge.

There's A Bluebird In My Heart That Wants To Get Out But I Pour Whiskey On Him And Inhale Cigarette Smoke And The Whores And The Bartenders And The Grocery Clerks Never Know That He's In There.

The Difference Between A Brave Man And A Coward Is A Coward Thinks Twice Before Jumping In The Cage With A Lion. The Brave Man Doesn't Know What A Lion Is. He Just Thinks He Does.

If You Want To Know Who Your Friends Are, Get Yourself A Jail Sentence.