Newsmen winding up the nation, a little bad news helps circulation, pass on the panic to the population.

Why bear malice? Just let it go. So what of pride? It will swallow you whole.

I call it suffering and pain, they call it entertainment.

Money's the solution, curing all the ails of the nation. But what about the hearts of man?

I am the image maker, I am the magic maker, I can turn the most ordinary man in the world into a star.

Accept your life and what it brings, I know tomorrow you find better things.

True love is really animal.