Peter said to Paul, “you know, all those words we wrote…are just the rules of the game and the rules are the first to go. Now talking to God is Laurel begging Hardy for a gun. I got a girl in the war, man I wonder what it is we’ve done.”
...I don’t make my shape with your phony lines.
And I know what to look for in a wave.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map