PATH (Port Authority Trans-Hudson) rapid transit trains provide 
service between New Jersey and New York City 24 hours per day, 
seven days per week. The fare is $1.00. Children under 5 ride free.   
Or so the story goes.  In my lifetime I have murdered 21 human 
beings, I have committed thousands of burglaries, robberies, 
larcenies, arsons and last but not least I have committed sodomy on 
more than 1,000 male human beings.  For all these things, I am not in 
the least bit sorry.    Or so the story goes.  My conscience crawled up 
its asshole and died; and that was the end of it, baby, baby, baby.  
Revolution, evolution, devolution, lick my scrotum, add my totum, 
run my weasel, it's a diesel, move my body, very oddly, undersize 
me, realize me, take my soul now, dig a hole now, feed the one love, 
what you're made of, why the big deal, turn the big wheel.   Or, 
perhaps, the love is not perfect.   For assistance, call 1-800-FUCK-YOU.   
A million dollars, doggie collars, you dress for goodies, I've got a 
woody, I  count to fifty, I think you're nifty,  touch your skin now, 
end to begin now, my tongue inside your navel, my mind's in plato's 
cave, hell is just a kind of nothing, you're just a kind of nothing. 
For more information, contact PATH at 1-800-234-PATH. . For maps of 
individual PATH stations, do not fear your enemies.  I do not mean 
that large-scale lesbianism should be adopted, but simply that the 
emphasis should be taken off male genitalia and replaced upon 
human sexuality. The cunt must come into its own  The worst they 
can do is kill you.  Do not fear friends.  Revolution, evolution, 
devolution, lick my scrotum, add my totum, run my weasel, it's a 
diesel, move my body, very oddly, undersize me, realize me, take my 
soul now, dig a hole now, feed the one love, what you're made of, 
why the big deal, turn the big wheel.   A million dollars, doggie 
collars, you dress for goodies, I've got a woody, I  count to fifty, I 
think you're nifty,  touch your skin now, end to begin now, my 
tongue inside your navel, my mind's in plato's cave, hell is just a kind 
of nothing, you're just a kind of nothing.   Tell me again, baby, tell 
me again.  Do you love me?  Do you really love me?  Tell me again.  
Do you really love me?  Tell me again.  Tell me a-fucking-gain.  Your 
beauty makes me wonder, is that a kind of thunder, is that a kind of 
eyeball, is that the phone when you call, is that the voice you talk 
with, are those the legs you walk with, are those the other people, 
are those the minds that we will.  Remember, at worst, they may 
betray you. Fear those who do not care; they neither kill nor betray, 
but betrayal and murder exists because of their silent consent. 
Overnight, weekday nights from 11 PM - 6 AM, and weekend nights 
from 7:30   PM - 9 AM,   We got tickled and started making up juicier 
and juicier ones, ending with: "Shot Gun Homosexual Retarded 
Marriage Performed by Crazed Psychic while Group Home Workers 
Get Drunk and Laugh Their Asses Off."  PATH operates two lines 
(passengers traveling between Hoboken and the World Trade Center 
must change trains at Grove Street):   Holidays: Saturday/Sunday 
schedules will be operated on New Year's Day, revolution, evolution, 
devolution, lick my scrotum, add my totum, run my weasel, it's a 
diesel, move my body, very oddly, undersize me, realize me, take my 
soul now, dig a hole now, feed the one love, what you're made of, 
why the big deal, turn the big wheel.   Goose bumps, got lumps on 
my head  from where I banged it on the brick wall, not quite sure I'm 
not dead, quiet desperation leaves you comfortably dumb, I can't 
say it all cause my tongue is too numb.   Julia comes from a mentally 
ill family.  Her father was paranoid schizophrenic, and beat her 
mother nearly to death when Julia was 2.  He was in and out of 
mental hospitals continually.   Her older sister, Cindy, is also 
schizophrenic.   A million dollars, doggie collars, you dress for 
goodies, I've got a woody.  Her mother is not mentally ill, but is 
highly eccentric, unable to hold a job (she has not worked in 16 
years), and lives in poverty.  Julia and her mother have a very volatile 
relationship due to their mutual mental instability.  Your beauty 
makes me wonder, is that a kind of thunder, is that a kind of eyeball, 
is that the phone when you call.  Presidents' Day, Memorial Day, 
Independence Day, Labor Day, Thanksgiving,  and Christmas.  A 
special Saturday schedule is operated on Independence Day.