Things Go Wrong All The Time; You

I Call That God The Little G. Because The God That We've Been Worshipping Is Not To Me The Supreme Creator. Anybody Who Needs To Control And Make People Feel Ashamed. . .it's Like, 'i Send My Only Begotten Son. . .' Well You Know, That Concept Of Sending A Son Where We As Women Could, Like, Breastfeed Him And Give Him Milk, But He's Not Gonna Soil His Dinky With Us? What's That All About?

Standin' On A Corner In Winslow, Arizona, And I'm Quite Sure I'm In The Wrong Song.

There Are Older Men With Younger Women But You Don't See A Lot Of Older Women With Younger Men. There Are Some Women Who Have Been Able To Do It But Not Often.

We Are All Fairies Living Underneath A Leaf Of A Lily Pad.

I Think There Are Pieces Of Me You've Never Seen.