Hold your head up to the gun of a million cathode ray tubes aired at your tiny skull.
To tell the truth, I'd scare me too.
Everyone's saved, we're in the grave. See you there for afternoon tea.
Everyone is from somewhere, even if you've never been there.
The sand-castle virtues are all swept away in the tidal destruction, the moral melee.
I'm a tiger when I want love, but I'm a snake if we disagree.