We Work Our Jobs, Collect Our Pay,

Mrs. Robinson Is A Little Dated Now, But It Has Nothing To Do With Joe Dimaggio.

Where Have You Gone, Joe Dimaggio? A Nation Turns Its Lonely Eyes To You.

Medicine Is Magical And Magical Is Art, The Boy In The Bubble, And The Baby With The Baboon Heart.

I Didn't Get How Big It Was Until I Went Home, Turned On The Television And Saw It On All The News, And Later That Night On The Front Pages Of All The Newspapers. Then I Got It.

When I Look Back At All The Crap I Learned In High School, It's A Wonder I Can Think At All.