Folks, I'd like to sing a song about the American Dream.
About me, about you. About the way our American hearts
beat way down in the bottom of our chests. About that
special feeling we get in the cockles of our heart.
Maybe below our cockles. Maybe in the sub-cockle
region. Maybe in the liver, maybe in the kidneys,
maybe even in the colon. We don't know.
-- Denis Leary, "Asshole"