As he weeps to wicked birds of prey, who pick up on his bread crumb sins, and there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden.

I'm speaking for all of us. I'm the spokesman for a generation.

People tell me it's a sin, to know and feel too much within.

I gave her my heart but she wanted my soul.

He did ten years in Attica, reading Nietzsche and Wilhelm Reich.

You're gonna have to serve somebody.

All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie.