mc5 - ... so help me God.

Thank you. For my first encore....

The Wild West is where I wanna be.

I'm the old dope peddler, with my powdered happiness.

Oh, poll tax, how I love ya, how I love ya, my dear old poll tax.

So long Mom, I'm off to drop the bomb, so don't wait up for me.

I'd rather marry a duck-billed platypus, than end up like old Oedipus Rex.

I got it from Agnes.

I heard her cookings lousy and her hands are clammy!

We will all go together when we go, every Hottentot and every Eskimo.

Blacken my eye, set fire to my tie, as we dance to the Masochism Tango. [Is this actually going anywhere?]

Yes