I'm Bidin' My Time, 'cause That's The

A Song Without Music Is A Lot Like H2 Without The O.

The Future Of This Nation, With The Present Generation, You Must Admit Is Nothing But A Joke

Love Is Sweeping The Country.

Deep, Unspeakable Suffering May Well Be Called A Baptism, A Regeneration, The Initiation Into A New State.

Summertime And The Livin' Is Easy, Fish Are Jumpin', And The Cotton Is High.