Who put the bomp in the bomp-bomp-bomp-bomp-bomp, who put the ram in the rama-lama-ding-dong?
Man hurts man, time and time again. As we drown in the wake of our power, somebody tell me why?
Is this love, baby, or is this just confusion?
If my time on earth were through and she must face the world without me, is the love I gave her in the past gonna be enough to last?
Why is everything that is bad for me feel so good?
It’s not only for unanswered questions that we seek knowledge but also for the examination of unquestioned answers.
All your questions can be answered, if that is what you want. But once you learn your answers, you can never unlearn them.
Although I was first drawn to math and science by the certainty they promised, today I find the unanswered questions and the unexpected connections at least as attractive.
What part of our history's reinvented and under rug swept? What part of your memory is selective and tends to forget?
Should I peel a cap or should I let him survive?
Who can I turn to? Who can I trust?
Do you know the way to San Hose?
How come everything I need always comes with batteries?
With so many people to love in my life, why do I worry about one?
When love brings so much joy, why must it bring so much pain?
Does your chewing gum lose its flavor on the bedposts overnight. If your mother said don't chew it, do you swallow it in spite?
An unanswered question is a fine traveling companion. It sharpens your eye for the road.
Do I gotta go sell me a whole lotta crack for decent shelter and clothes on my back?
There’s no such thing as trust unless you have unanswered questions in your life. If you know everything, theres nothing to trust God for.
Would you know my name, if I saw you in Heaven?