The Old Farm Roads A Four Lane

I'd Rather Suffer The Consequences Of Truth Than Of Silence.

Art Is Why I Get Up In The Morning, But My Definition Ends There.

Now I Wonder Who Is Gonna Be President: Tweedle Dumb, Or Tweedle Dumber-- And Who Is Gonna Have The Big Block Buster Box Office This Summer.

I Know There Is Strength In The Differences Between Us. I Know There Is Comfort Where We Overlap.

I Was Blessed With A Birth And A Death, And I Guess I Just Want Some Say In Between.