The truth was obscure, Too profound and too pure, To live it you had to explode
Folk music is a bunch of fat people.
She knows there's no success like failure, and that failure's no success at all.
New York was a city where you could be frozen to death in the midst of a busy street and nobody would notice.
People disagreeing everywhere you look makes you wanna stop and read a book.
I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes. You'd know what a drag it is to see you.