Believing I Had Supernatural Powers, I Slammed

I Am Just A Poor Boy, Though My Story's Seldom Told, And I Have Squandered My Resistance, For A Pocket Full Of Mumbles, Such Are Promises. All Lies In Jest, Still A Man Hears What He Wants To Hear And Disregards The Rest...la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lala-la-la-la-la...

There Is A Moment, A Chip In Time, When Leaving Home Is The Lesser Crime.

It's Pointless To Be Critical Of Your Stuff Once It's Done. I Don't Spend A Lot Of Time Agonising Over It. It's Of No Importance Once It's Finished.

Two Times Two Is Twenty-two, Four Times Four Is Forty-four. When Numbers Get Serious, They Leave A Mark On Your Door.

There Must Be 50 Ways To Leave Your Lover.