To make extra money, my parents would sell eggs and chickens. I was very little. I remember a chicken's head being chopped off with the chicken running around. I wasn't sure if my imagination was running away with me or if it really happened. It really happened.
Magna carta. Master charga.
Is this a great country, or what?
You tell me another gang that's got a dental plan.
It's great to make your own choices, but there's a price to pay. I could've made more money or been more famous. I could be the current groovy guy.