In The Halls Of Justice The Only

Life Is A Four-letter Word.

I Wanted Out Of The Navy So Bad In '45, I Faked Homo To Get A Discharge. It Didn't Matter That The Germans Surrendered, I Knew We Were Heading To Japan And I Was Done With That Scene.

I Would Become A Priest Or A Rabbi Or A Monk Or Whatever The Hell Was Necessary To Perform Miracles Such As Taking Money From Someone Else's Pocket And Putting It Into Mine, Still Remaining Within The Confines Of The Law.

That's Where The Conflict Starts. We All Want For A Wife A Combination Sunday School Teacher And A $500-a-night Hooker.

Every Day People Are Straying Away From The Church And Going Back To God.