What’s love got to do with it?
Well…How did I get here?
How do I work this?
Where is that large automobile?
Where is that beautiful house?
Where does that highway go to?
Am I right?..Am I wrong?
MY GOD!..WHAT HAVE I DONE?
As soon as I read “How did I get here” I thought, “Oh! I know one!” Then I read the rest of your post.
Dammit.
Baby, baby, where did our love go?
If a picture paints a thousand words then why can’t I paint you?
Did you fart?
Did they get you to trade hot ashes for trees,
Hot air for a cool breeze, cold comfort for change,
Did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a leading role in a cage?
Mother, do you think they’ll like this song?
Oh, by the way, which one’s Pink?
Is there anybody out there?
Whose side are you on?
Who is number One?
Whence cometh evil?
What the fuck are you looking at?
Who made you the authority?
And who does Number Two work for?
Are those real? :eek:
How can I be sure?
Will you just shut up for one minute?
So who should I choose to volunteer for extra duty?
Who’s that girl (lalala)?
Why am I so tired?
Did you? Did you? Did you?
Bonus points if you can identify those last two.