Thanks to the fact that Comfort Eagle's been sitting in my CD player for over a week now, I've been constantly finding myself singing Cake lyrics. Among my favorites:

"Adjectives on the typwriter/he moves his words like a prize fighter/the frenzied pace of the mind inside his cell."

"It's a good thing that I'm not a star/You don't know how lucky you are/The record may say it/but no one will play it/Sad songs and waltzes aren't selling this year"

"Some people like Pepsi/some people like Coke/the wacky morning dj says democracy's a joke"

"I don't wanna go to Sunset Strip/I don't wanna feel the emptiness/Old marquees with stupid band names/I don't wanna go to Sunset Strip"