Everybody's the first somebody, y'know.

Some are masters of illusions, some are ministers of trade, all under the same delusion, all their beds unmade.

You got men who can't hold peace and women who can't control their tongues. The rich seduce the poor, and the old seduce the young.

In this ocean of hours I'm all the time drinking.

Now all the criminals in their suits and ties are free to drink martinis and watch the sunrise

You could listen to Woody Guthrie songs and actually learn how to live.

Mama's in the factory, she ain't got no shoes. Daddy's in the alley, he's looking for food.