I Believe In You, Even Though I

If Not For You, Winter Wouldn't Hold No Spring, Couldn't Hear A Robin Sing. I Just Wouldn't Have A Clue, If Not For You.

The One Who Is Not Being Born Is Dying.

They Asked Me For Some Collateral And I Pulled Down My Pants.

Well, I Don't Know, But I've Been Told The Streets In Heaven Are Lined With Gold. I Ask You How Things Could Get Much Worse If The Russians Happen To Get Up There First; Wowee! Pretty Scary!

Anything I Can Sing, I Call A Song. Anything I Can't Sing, I Call A Poem.