Rock Stars, Is There Anything They Don't

Is He Not Sacred, Even To The Gods, The Wandering Man Who Comes In Weariness?

Do Not Mourn The Dead With The Belly.

Nay If Even In The House Of Hades The Dead Forget Their Dead, Yet Will I Even There Be Mindful Of My Dear Comrade.

She Threw Into The Wine Which They Were Drinking A Drug Which Takes Away Grief And Passion And Brings Forgetfulness Of All Ills

All Right, Let's Not Panic. I'll Make The Money By Selling One Of My Livers. I Can Get By With One.