You Do What You Love, Or You

The President's Dead, No One Can Find His Head, Its Been Missing For Two Weeks. But No One Seemed To Notice It.

How Could You Even Dream Or Think Something Of Someone Who Is As Uncommercial As I Am?

Here Comes Jesse Jackson, He Talks Of Common Ground. Does That Common Ground Include Me, Or Is It Just A Sound?

I'll Tell Ya, I'm A Genuinely Nice Guy. I Really Am. A Real Nice Guy. But I Think I'm Temperamental.

I'm Not Leaving New York. And Neither Is Anyone Else. We're Here. We Are Quintessential Americans - We're Not Only American, But New York-american.