Why Don't You Pass The Gun Around

We Got On His Label, And The Bizarre Organization Is Just Going Up And Up. So We Have Faith.

The Minute You Step Onstage, You Get Eight Feet Taller.

They Should Invent Some Way To Tape-record Your Dreams. I've Written Songs In My Dreams That Were Beatles Songs. Then I'd Wake Up And They'd Be Gone.

Baby, Shut Up And Let Me Drink The Wine From Your Fur Tea Cup.

I'm Your Top Prime Cut Of Meat, I'm Your Choice, I Wanna Be Elected.