It's Hard To Be An Artist. It's

And Even If We Win, If We Win, Hah! Even If We Win! Even If We Play So Far Above Our Heads That Our Noses Bleed For A Week To Ten Days; Even If God In Heaven Above Comes Down And Points His Hand At Our Side Of The Field; Even If Every Man Woman And Child Held Hands Together And Prayed For Us To Win, It Just Wouldn't Matter Because All The Really Good Looking Girls Would Still Go Out With The Guys From Mohawk Because They've Got All The Money! It Just Doesn't Matter If We Win Or We Lose. It Just Doesn't Matter! It Just Doesn't Matter! It Just Doesn't Matter!

The Atheists Traditionally Hold Their Conventions From Good Friday To Easter Sunday During The Hours Christ Spent In The Grave.

Yeah, I Think That's Sort Of The American Way. And It's Also The Polish Way, It Turns Out.

I Didn't Get Into This Position By Being Like A Stiff Sitting On The Set In A Folding Chair. I Did It By Walking Around On The Streets And Stirring Things Up.

I Kinda Like This Jay-z Thing, Where He’s Retired, But He Keeps Doing Shows. I Think I Beat Him To That. If You Say You’re Retired, People Don’t Bother You So Much, And Then If You Want To Do Something, You Can Do It.