I Got A Muscle Of Love.

To Me, If You Are In The Same Building With Peter Sellers Or John Cleese, Or Any Of Those Guys And Holding Your Own Making Other People Laugh, That's A Compliment.

All Sliced Up And Sealed Tight In Baggies. Guess Love Makes You Do Funny Things.

I Don't Know, But I've Been Told, The Streets Of Hell Are Paved With Gold.

Freedom To Rock, Freedom To Talk. Freedom, Raise Your Fist And Yell.

Is Everybody That Depressed? It's A Depressing Feeling To Me. You Know: "i Lost My Baby." I Don't Care If You Lost Your Baby, I Care If You're Feeling Ok. Don't Tell Me Your Problem - Tell Me What Good's Been Happening To You.