When I Record An Album I'm Trying

Does Anyone Need Yet Another Politician Caught With His Pants Down And Money Sticking In His Hole?

I Would Like To Live To A Ripe Old Age And Raise Watermelons In Wyoming.

You've Gotta Blow The Roof Off Of Your Heart And Let The Universe In.

I've Made Love To My Mother, Killed My Father, And My Brother. What Am I To Do?

Writhe And Sway To Music's Pain Searing With Asides, Caress Death With A Lover's Touch For It Shall Be Your Bride.