After awhile, your, your cheap talk don't even cause me pain, so let your bullets fly like rain.

I'm up here in this womb, I'm looking all around. We'll, I'm looking out my belly button window and I see a whole lot of frowns.

Be respected as being new, and probably a decent change or a help for the human race or whatever, instead of keep carrying the same old burdens around with you.

In order to change the world, you have to get your head together first.

You're just like crosstown traffic, so hard to get through to you.

Your people I do not understand, so to you I shall put an end, and you'll never hear surf music again.

Kenny Burrell that's the sound I'm looking for.