Some even claim that I'm a terror, a dictator and they're right.
This violent rage that turned inward cannot be helped by drink.
All the people have gone to war leaving no interrogator to mind.
I'm still not sure I didn't die
I have no control over the audience. I have no idea what they think. My heart's pure. I can't do anything. I really can't do anything. I don't know what goes on in the crowd.
Plucked her eyebrows on the way, shaved her legs and then he was a she. She said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side.