If You Don't Have To Write Songs,

Praise Be To Nero's Neptune The Titanic Sails At Dawn And Everybody's Shouting "which Side Are You On?" And Ezra Pound And T.s. Eliot Fighting In The Captain's Tower While Calypso Singers Laugh At Them And Fishermen Hold Flowers.

Let Me Feel Your Love One More Time Before I Abandon It.

Anybody Can Be Specific And Obvious. That's Always Been The Easy Way. It's Not That It's So Difficult To Be Unspecific And Less Obvious; It's Just That There's Nothing, Absolutely Nothing, To Be Specific And Obvious About.

Abe Said, Where Do You Want This Killing Done? God Said, Out On Highway 61.

... We're Living In A Machiavellian World, Whether We Like It Or We Don't.