Doff your cap and raise your glasses, Make a toast to the boring classes I'm burning your secrets to keep me warm.

What did I dream? Oh, what did I dream? No one can keep me from my... No one could keep me from my... No fucker gonna keep me from my... Oh, what did I dream?

And he's crossing the road, He's picking up his Daily...Star

Now I can deal with all the blood on my shoes, The holes in my sole, My spirit is tainted and, Oh, all my tears are painted

Here's to the maiden of bashful fifteen; Here's to the widow of fifty; Here's to the flaunting, extravegant quean, And here's to the housewife that's thrifty. …

Americans tend to celebrate even the most mediocre or basic accomplishments... It's like weddings to me. Why is that a big deal?... Why do you have to have a b…

His death which happened in his berth, At forty-odd befell: They went and told the sexton, and The sexton tolled the bell.