Yes or no options don’t weigh out and so; I don’t ever see the cons and the pros. You bare a striking resemblance. Some kind of semblance of somethin’ I been rememberin’. You appear familiar dear. You look just like my bathroom mirror. Please policeman- no heel-to-toe. Oh please, let me go! Please police- is it a test? I won’t know till I’m under arrest. The drunk-tank’s blood red. Junkie’s gonna relapse. Some think punk’s dead, me I don’t believe that. Rock n’ roll gatherin’ the moss till I be that lichen-coated boulder, make you slip, Bust your kneecap!