How Does It Feel, How Does It

And I'll Know My Song Well Before I Start Singing

I Have Tried My Hand At Bribery, Blackmail, And Deceit. And I've Served Time For Everything, Cept Beggin On The Street.

God Bless Them Pretty Women, I Wish They Was Mine, Their Breath Is As Sweet, The Dew On The Vine.

I Forgot More Than You'll Ever Know.

If I Could Have Any Job In The World, I'd Start Out By Writing A Blog On Wired.com.