"Every man needs a tit to suckle but some days Iâm sure my legs will just buckle. Good morning, mister magpie, howâs the lady wife? Youâve been sitting there for years now, studying my life. So you may as well just build a nest here. Good fucking luck, âcause I still canât rest here. Nine of your brothers perched in my past, they were right for a while but I knew it couldnât last. But moon be full tonight and I will find my bride. Sheâll be good to me and she will love to ride. And she might make mistakes but I know I will too because we canât all be whole and bright like you."