Disco boy, no one understands, but thank the lord you still got hands.

Tosses her head and flips her hair, she got a whole bunch of nothing in there.

Hey, let's get serious... God knows what he's doin' He wrote this book here And the book says: 'He made us all to be just like Him', So... If we're dumb... Then God is dumb... (And maybe even a little ugly on the side)

Elvis has left the building to climb up that heavenly stair. So what if he looks like a wart-hog in heat?

I think pop music has done more for oral intercourse than anything else that has ever happened, and vice versa.

In every language, the first word after "Mama!" that every kid learns to say is "Mine!" A system that doesn't allow ownership, that doesn't allow you to say "Mine!" when you grow up, has - to put in mildly - a fatal design flaw.

Without deviation from the norm, progress is not possible.