It's Like Deja-vu, All Over Again.

If There's One Pitch You Keep Swinging At And Keep Missing, Stop Swinging At It.

Listen Up, Because I've Got Nothing To Say And I'm Only Gonna To Say It Once.

What A House - Nothin' But Rooms!

It's Not Over Until It's Over.

It Is A Disturbing Conundrum That True Free Will Cannot Exist Without The Possibility Of Suicide. Then Again, It Ain't Over 'til It's Over!