Goods gone bad, but right is wrong, and I don't know which side I'm on lately.
Comfort the weak and feel the poor. What on earth do we need government for?
Our repertoire consisted of rhythm and blues, sort of country rhythm and blues, Sonny Terry things.
I don't think England is that gray but India is like a long drone.
The only time I feel at ease is swinging up and down in a coconut tree.
Silly boy, you got so much to live for, so much to aim for, so much to try for.