Is your money that good, will it buy you forgiveness?
Well, you always know who you are. I just don't know who I'm gonna become.
It's mighty funny. The end of time has just begun.
I think a poet is anybody who wouldn't call himself a poet.
Ah, current music. What would that be? Ah, really, a lot of it sounds defective to me. It makes me restless.
Now the wintertime is coming The windows are filled with frost I went to tell everybody But I could not get across Well, I wanna be your lover, baby I don't wanna be your boss Don't say I never warned you When your train gets lost.