You're Gonna Have To Serve Somebody.

I Didn't Come Out Of A Cereal Box.

For Whose Sake Did You Live, For Whose Sake Did You Die? Forgive Me, Baby, For What I Didn't Do.

Every Pleasure's Got An Edge Of Pain, Pay Your Ticket And Don't Complain

You Can't Imagine Parlor Ballads Drifting Out Of High-rise Multi-towered Buildings. That Kind Of Music Existed In A More Timeless State Of Life.

I Accept Chaos, I'm Not Sure Whether It Accepts Me.