And no kinds of love are better than others
The heart says what only the heart knows.
It's the music that kept us all intact, kept us from going crazy.
She never ever lost her head even when she was giving head.
As the dead rise to live, the live sink to die, the currents are deep and raging inside.
The baby sits in front of MTV watching violent fantasies, while Dad guzzles beer with his favorite sport only to find his heroes all coked up.