And The Days Went By Like Paper

When You Kill Somebody's Little Sister With A Missile, He's Going To Hate You Forever. And The Next Generation Will Hate You Even More.

Yeah And It's Over Before You Know It It All Goes By So Fast Yeah The Bad Nights Take Forever And The Good Nights Don't Ever Seem To Last

You Belong Among The Wildflowers You Belong In A Boat Out At Sea You Belong With Your Love On Your Arm You Belong Somewhere You Feel Free

You Get Into Your Late Fifties, People Start Falling Like Flies All Around You. I Don't Take Life For Granted Any More. I'm Really Glad To Be Here.

I Don't Believe In Censorship, But I Do Believe That An Artist Has To Take Some Moral Responsibility For What He Or She Is Putting Out There. And I Think A Lot Of These Young Kids Are Going To Have To Learn The Hard Way Before They Realize That You Can Actually Do Some Damage If You're Being Careless Or Frivolous In What You're Saying.