When It Snows In Your Nose, You

Democracy! Bah! When I Hear That I Reach For My Feather Boa!

I've Got Enough Money To Live Where I Want, But I Don't Want To Move.go Out And Have Sexual Adventures In Burma.

Visions! Omens! Hallucinations! Miracles! Ecstasies! Gone Down The American River! Dreams! Adorations! Illumnations! Religions! The Whole Boatload Of Sensitive Bullshit!

What If Someone Gave A War And Nobody Came?

I Want To Be A Saint, A Real Saint While I Am Young, For There Is So Much Work To Do.