The Night I Was Born, Lord I

I Believe Everybody Should Have A Room Where They Get Rid Of All Their Releases. So My Room Was A Stage.

Oh Say, Can You See, It's Really Such A Mess. Every Inch Of Earth Is A Fighting Nest. Giant Pencial And Lipstick Tube Shaped Things, Continue To Rain And Cause Scream And Pain, And The Arctic Stains From Silver Blue To Bloody Red.

So You Want To Be Married, Oh Baby, Trying To Put Me On A Chain, Ain't That Some Shame? You Must Be Losing Your Weak Little Mind.

You Don't Have To Be Singing About Love All The Time In Order To Give Love To The People. You Don't Have To Keep Flashing Those Words All The Time.

Fall Mountains, Just Don't Fall On Me.