Show me the prison, Show me the jail, Show me the prisoner whose life has gone stale. And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons why And there, but for fortune, go you or I.

One legged veterans will greet the dawn, and they're whistling marches as they mow the lawn, and the gargoyles on sit and grieve.

Leaving America is like losing twenty pounds and finding a new girlfriend.

The only possibility in the United States for a humane society would be a revolution with Elvis Presley as leader.

So good to be alive when the eulogies are read.

You can do right or you can do what you are told. And the prize of the victory will belong to the bold.

I like Hitler, jolly jolly Hitler.