Dyin' Is A Pain In The Ass.

As You May Know, I Have Many Good Friends In The Press Who, Unfortunately, Have Thus Far Refused To Identify Themselves And Go Public.

I Play To All People - All Colors, All Creeds ~ Drunk, Sober, Everybody.

You Are The Promised Kiss Of Springtime That Makes The Lonely Winter Seem Long. You Are The Breathless Hush Of Evening That Trembles On The Brink Of A Lovely Song.

What's [the Beatles'] I Am The Walrus All About?

I Would Like To Be Remembered As A Man Who Had A Wonderful Time Living Life, A Man Who Had Good Friends, Fine Family - And I Don't Think I Could Ask For Anything More Than That, Actually.