I Was Suppose To Be A Jesuit

We're Just Recycled History Machines, Cavemen In Faded Blue Jeans.

If I Don't Die By Thursday, I'll Be Roaring Friday Night.

Well, I'm Still Here. Didn't Have To Go To Rehab, And I'm Not Broke.

The Right Combination Of Guilt And Machismo Has Sent Many A Fool Out Into The Jungle When He Should Have Stayed Home.

When The Good Times Come Around, They Gallup In Like Wild Horses. You Just Try To Stay On Them For As Long As You Can. And When They Throw You Offyou Just Wait In The Shade Until They Come Around Again.