I try to keep my demons in a bottle/ But out they come, going full throttle

Silver and Cream

Why do you want the plastic man, with the plastic heart and the plastic hand?// He will never have the soul of the poet, the warrior's sinews, or the philosopher's mind// Will he be cruel or kind?// Does he see bright colors or is he blind?// Did you want flesh and bone?// Or the plastic man with the heart of stone? 

 If you name your pooch "Rabies", never call him at the dog park. 

 Terry ought not go to Indiana because Terre Haute is already there

 I never had much success being myself but was a complete failure being anyone else. 

After the afterglow// After the laughter goes// After I loved you so

The furtive dancers, the old romancers, the libertine chancers, who all seek answers to questions everyone has asked// Love should not be like facing panzers or Bengal Lancers or battling cancers//But with a partner, the ball never stays in your court// You may need a clever retort// It may be your last resort