 Put your heels on, baby. It hurts, but no, it ain't going to break me. Oh, no, you can't take my crown away. Talk to him. The Lord is my shepherd, so I shall not want. Got to repeat it till I mean it. God lifts me up. Though he maketh me to lie down in green pastures, don't think he meant for me to lie down with lying bastards who would rather see my soul captured in fractured. But you must not know about me.