It’s Hard To Drink When You Dance.

The Years Have Gone By Quickly. Death Sits In The Seat Next To Me. We Make A Lovely Couple.

I'm Going To Open Another Vottle. Not A Vottle, But A Bottle. You Open It And I'll Drink It. And You Try To Write As Much As I Did Without Falling Off Of Your Chair.

I Broke That Town In Half Like A Wooden Match.

The Empty, The Angry, The Lonely, The Tricked, We Are All Museums Of Fear.

If You're Going To Try, Go All The Way. Otherwise, Don't Even Start.