You use to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat, who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat.

The naked truth is still taboo.

Well, it's hard to stumble And land in some muddy lagoon When it's nine below zero And three o'clock in the afternoon.

Look, you know i don't wanna come on ungrateful, but that warren report, you know as well as me, just didn't make it. You know, like they might as well have asked some banana salesman from des moines, who was up in toronto on the big day, if he saw anyone around looking suspicious/.

You don't write a song to sit there on a page. You write it to sing it.

New York was a city where you could be frozen to death in the midst of a busy street and nobody would notice.

When you're sad and when you're lonely and you haven't got a friend, just remember that death is not the end.