The Sea Is Made Of Blood

Sweet Christ, You Must Know That A Man Will Go Further For Any Poem Than For Any Woman Ever Born.

A Man Who Can Beat The Horses Can Do Anything He Makes Up His Mind To Do.

I Tell You Such Fine Music Waits In The Shadows Of Hell.

Sexual Intercourse Is Kicking Death In The Ass While Singing.

I Broke That Town In Half Like A Wooden Match.