There is a mountain of snow
Up past the big glen
We have a castle enclosed
There is a fountain
Out of the fountain flows gold
Into a huge hand
That hand is held by a bear
Who had a sick band of
Goats and cats and pigs and bats with brooms and bats with wings and rats that played big dogs like queens and kings and everyone plays drums and sings the big shark's sharp sword beast bees beads lords sweet cakes mace lace ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma
- Dan Deacon (Wham City)
"They say we're superficial." - Michael Alig
"We are! Profoundly, so." - James St. James ( Party Monster)
Helllllllla g-girls.
And how did we then face the odds,
Of man's great slapstick, yes, and God's?
Quite at home and unafraid,
Thank you,
In a game our dreams remade.
- Kurt Vonnegut Jr. Slapstick
The purse-head guy... and David Bowie