I Want Answers Now Or I Want

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

Insignificant Mortals, Who Are As Leaves Are, And Now Flourish And Grow Warm With Life, And Feed On What The Ground Gives, But Then Again Fade Away And Are Dead.

[i]t Is The Wine That Leads Me On, The Wild Wine That Sets The Wisest Man To Sing At The Top Of His Lungs, Laugh Like A Fool – It Drives The Man To Dancing... It Even Tempts Him To Blurt Out Stories Better Never Told.

Thou Shalt Not Horn In On Thy Husbands Racket

For Love Deceives The Best Of Woman Kind.