It's time that we began to laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again.
You were Marlon Brando, I was Steve McQueen, you were K.Y. Jelly, I was Vaseline.
You go your way I'll go your way too
After a while, if you are sufficiently bored or unemployed, you may want to read it from cover to cover.
As the mist leaves no scar On the dark green hill So my body leaves no scar On you and never will
You are locked into your suffering and your pleasures are the seal.