It was a pretty good year for predators.
What are these voices outside love's open door, make us throw off our contentment, and beg for something more?
To want what I have, to take what I'm given with grace. For this I pray.
The government bugged the men's room in the local disco lounge.
Johnny can get down and Johnny can throw up, but Johnny can't read.
I played drums on Keith Carradine's first record.