Answer:
Salty water everywhere but not sea in sight.
I cannot be felt, seen or touched. Yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate. Yet I have my own style of music.
One day a little boy named John went over to his parents and said that he wanted to shoot people and blow them up. His parents were really proud of his career choice. What does John want to do?
Tall in the morning, short at noon, gone at night. But I'll be back soon.
I am always hungry, I must always be fed. The finger I lick will soon turn red.
What do angels sing in the shower?
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?