As I Stepped To The Stage To

You Hurt The Ones That I Love Best And Cover Up The Truth With Lies. One Day You'll Be In The Ditch, Flies Buzzin' Around Your Eyes.

I Don't Write The Songs; I Just Write 'em Down.

Your Problem Is That Wanna Better Word For World

The Song Was There Before Me, Before I Came Along. I Just Sorta Came Down And Just Sorta Took It Down With A Pencil, But It Was There Before I Came Around.

Morality Has Nothing In Common With Politics.