Nobody Loves You When You're Down And

No Longer Riding On The Merry-go-round, I Just Had To Let It Go.

Guilt For Being Rich, And Guilt Thinking That Perhaps Love And Peace Isn't Enough And You Have To Go And Get Shot Or Something.

I Remember A Time When Everybody I Loved Hated Me Because I Hated Them.

New York Is What Paris Was In The Twenties. . . The Center Of The Art World. And We Want To Be In The Center. It's The Greatest Place On Earth. . . I've Got A Lot Of Friends Here And I Even Brought My Own Cash.

Man, You Should Have Seen Them Kicking Edgar Allan Poe.