An Artist Needs A Certain Amount Of

Oh, The Jealousy, The Greed Is The Unraveling. It's The Unraveling And It Undoes All The Joy That Could Be. .

When I Came To California, It Was The Mecca Of The World. Every Young Person On The Planet Wanted To Be Here.

Innocence Is Drowned In Anarchy. The Best Lack Conviction Given Time To Think, And The Worst Are Full Of Passion Without Mercy.

Do You See How You Hurt Me, Baby? So I Hurt You Too. Then We Both Get So Blue. I Am On A Lonely Road And I Am Traveling, Looking For The Key To Set Me Free.

Acid, Booze, And Ass, Needles, Guns, And Grass, Lots Of Laughs.