There are no mistakes and it's never boring on the edge of imagination, which is only pure spirit having a bit of fun.
Anywhere I hang my heart is home... it's just the closet that keeps moving.
we're all bozos on the bus, so might as well sit back and enjoy the ride.
Good morning! What we have in mind is breakfast in bed for four hundred thousand.
you aren't what you eat - you are what you don't poop.
Sure, I could of done it different... put my clown in a closet and dressed up in straight clothing. I could of compromised my essence, and swallowed my soul.