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01 - 'I don't like Jamaica.'
02 - 'In the summer of '65 we were hungry, just barely alive.'
03 - 'The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls and tenement halls.'
04 - 'And as the moon rises he sits by his fire, thinking about women and glasses of beer.'
05 - 'The brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast, I've the face of a sinner but the hands of a priest.'
06 - 'They say he's sick, he's obscene.'
07 - 'If you got the money, honey, we got your disease.'
08 - 'The moon and the stars were the gifts you gave to the dark and the endless skies.'
09 - 'I know the rent is in arrears, the dog's not been fed in years, it's even worse than it appears but it's all right.'
10 - 'Remember what the dormouse said: 'Feed your head! Feed your head!''
11 - 'Now I understand what you tried to say to me and how you suffered for your sanity.'
12 - 'All change! Feel your body melt: mum to mud to mad to dad, dad diddly office, dad diddly office. You're all full of ball.'
13 - 'Begin the day with a friendly voice, a companion unobtrusive.'
14 - 'She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie...'
15 - 'You can see me on the tv every day: I'm the child next door three thousand miles away.'
16 - 'This mellow thighed chick just put my spine out of place.'
17 - 'How could you leave me when I needed to possess you? I hated you. I loved you too.'
18 - '42-39-56, you can say she's got it all.'
19 - 'It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son.'
20 - 'Women seem wicked when you're unwanted, streets are uneven when you're down.'
21 - 'I had sixteen beers and I started up a fight.'
22 - 'Can you hear it, see it, feel it today? If you can't it doesn't matter anyway.'
23 - 'You poor old sod, it's only me!'
24 - 'I've been trying for hours just to think of what exactly to say.'
25 - 'Cause baby we'll be at the drive-in in my old man's Ford, behind the bushes till I'm screaming for more.'
26 - 'You might find out later that the road will end in Detroit. Honey, the road won't even end in Katmandu.'
27 - 'I hope Neil Young will remember a southern man don't need him around anyhow.'
28 - 'You make me feel like dirt and I'm hurt.'
29 - 'I'd love to help you, son, but you're too young to vote.'
30 - ''Son,' he said, 'Grab your things, I've come to take you home.''
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