We built this... on Rock n Roll Say you don't know me Or recognize my face Say you don't care who goes To that kind of place

Zombies would probably like the look of these nuts

A crime boss, capable of singing the highest possible pitch by a human

No use crying over this spilt drink Leave it out the fridge too long and it’ll create a stink.

Everyone wants one, but usually hate to go there... You spend more time there than at home