I speak fluent patriarchy, but it's not my mother tongue.
Death to all fanatics.
The artless are in charge of funding the arts
I haven't been the same since that house fell on my sister.
This is from the early 70's: Fight Smog...Ride A Cowboy (somebody stole it off my car!)
Lord help me be the person my dog thinks I am.
Not all who wander are lost
Ginger Rogers sis everything Fred Astaire did, except backwards
God was my copilot but we crashed in the mountains and I had to eat him.
What a Tnagled WOrld Web We Weave
My goddess gave birth to your god
Isis, Isis! Ra! Ra! Ra!
For Big Mick: The Labour Movement...the folks who brought you the weekend
Visualize whirled peas
Only you cna prevent narcissism
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