For The Loser Now Will Be Later

Keep A Clean Nose, Watch The Plain-clothes.

Couldn't Help But Make Me Feel Ashamed To Live In A Land Where Justice Is A Game.

I Put One On The Turntable And When The Needle Dropped, I Was Stunned - Didn't Know Whether I Was Stoned Or Straight.

With Your Silhouette When The Sunlight Dims Into Your Eyes Where The Moonlight Swims, And Your Match-book Songs And Your Gypsy Hymns, Who Among Them Would Try To Impress You? -bob Dylan, "sad-eyed Lady Of The Lowlands” (1966)

Truth Is Like A Waterslide-only Fun When It's Slippery And Wet.