From Now On Walking Is My Beer

Oh, My Tattered Rags Are Caught On Your Coffee Table.

Just Once I'd Like Someone To Call Me 'sir' Without Adding 'you're Making A Scene.'

Strife And Confusion Joined The Fight, Along With Cruel Death, Who Seized One Wounded Man While Still Alive And Then Another Man Without A Wound, While Pulling The Feet Of One More Corpse Out From The Fight. The Clothes Death Wore Around Her Shoulders Were Dyed Red With Human Blood.

Once Harm Has Been Done, Even A Fool Understands It.

But You Can't Stop At One, You Wanna Drink Another Woman!