I Can See Thru Mountains Watch Me

I'm Not A Musician - I'm A Ham.

I Listen To Some Of The Lyrics I Used To Write And I Say, "where Was My Head At When I Wrote That?"

Maybe It's Not Too Late To Learn How To Love And Forget How To Hate.

Do You Want Me Crucified For My Profanity?

My Stay In Camp Betty Was The Longest I'd Been Without Drink Or Drugs In My Adult Life. [...] At First, They Put Me In A Room With A Guy Who Owned A Bowling Alley, But He Snored Like An Asthmatic Horse, So I Moved And Ended Up With A Depressive Mortician. [...] The Mortician Snored Even Louder Than The Bowling Alley Guy - He Was Like A Moose With A Tracheotomy.