See The Mice In Their Million Hordes

My Sexual Nature Is Irrelevant. I'm An Actor, I Play Roles, Fragments Of Myself.

Rebel, Rebel, You've Torn Your Dress. Rebel, Rebel, Your Face Is A Mess. Rebel, Rebel, How Could They Know? Hot Tramp, I Love You So.

For Here, Am I Sitting In A Tin Can, Far Above The World. Planet Earth Is Blue, And There's Nothing I Can Do... Though I'm Past One Hundred Thousand Miles, I'm Feeling Very Still - And I Think My Spaceship Knows Which Way To Go. Tell My Wife I Love Her Very Much.

Some Make You Sing And Some Make You Scream. One Makes You Wish That You'd Never Been Seen. But There's A Shop On The Corner That's Selling Papier Mache, Making Bullet-proof Faces, Charlie Manson, Cassius Clay. If You Want It, Boys, Get It Here, Thing.

Trust Nothing But Your Own Experience.