I Like Hitler, Jolly Jolly Hitler.

God Help The Troubadour Who Tries To Be A Star. The More That You Try To Find Success, The More That You Will Fail.

Comfort His Family With A Telegram, We Regret To Inform You We Lost A Man, But We Gave Him The Highest Medal Of The Land.

Mother Goose Is On The Loose, Stealing Lines From Lenny Bruce.

In Such Ugly Times, The Only True Protest Is Beauty.

Call It Peace Or Call It Treason / Call It Love Or Call It Reason / But I Ain't Marching Anymore