Respect Is Not A One Way Street

As Far As What People Think Of Me, Maybe My Stuff Should Just Be Put Online For Free Downloads When I'm Gone.

I Wonder How Colin Powell Sleeps At Night. I Would Like To Have A Word With Him Because He Lied. He Lied. He Lied To Me. He Lied To My Face Through The Camera At The U.n.

I Know You’ll Never Love Me But Maybe You’ll Stay For Awhile.

The Kid Who Throws His Spaghetti From The High Chair Onto His Father's Face, He's Pushing Back. He's Sticking It To The Man As He Sees It. I Like That. So That Is Punk.

August, The Summer's Last Messenger Of Misery, Is A Hollow Actor.