...most of the press were vultures descending on the scene for curious America aplomb. Cameras inside the coffin interviewing worms.

Time to live, time to lie, time to laugh, and time to die. Take it easy baby. Take it as it comes.

I see myself as an intelligent, sensitive human, with the soul of a clown which forces me to blow it at the most important moments.

Let's just say I was testing the bounds of reality...

Is everybody in?... Is everybody in?... Is everybody in? The ceremony is about to begin... The program for this evening is not new. You've seen this entertainment through and through. You've seen your birth, your life and death. You might recall all the rest. Did you have a good world when you died? Enough to base a movie on?

Is everybody in?... Is everybody in?... Is everybody in? The ceremony is about to begin...

Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding/Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind.