Paranoia, The Destroyer.

We Are The Draft Beer Preservation Society.

Terrorist Bombers On The Left, Fascist Plots On The Right.

No One Can Penetrate Me. They Only See What's In Their Own Fancy, Always.

In The End You Become Part Of Everything You Hate, Basically.

Better Close Your Window Tight Or I Might Come In For A Bite, I'm A Sleep Walker.