I Don't Know Why I Go To

Most People You'd Tell "i'm Gonna Be A Musician," They'd Say, "you're Crazy, You're Gonna Starve, You're Gonna Be Poor, A Drug Addict, Go To Jail, You'll Never Make It, There's Too Much Competition, It's A Terrible Business," Etc. But My Chorus Teacher In High School Said, "you've Got What It Takes To Be A Really Good Professional Musician, You Should Consider It." That Was An Epiphany For Me. So I Thought, Well, Maybe I Can Help Somebody, Too.

So Before We End And Then Begin We'll Drink A Toast To How It's Been A Few More Hours To Be Complete A Few More Nights On Satin Sheets A Few More Times That I Can Say, I've Loved These Days.

Sing Us A Song You're The Piano Man. Sing Us A Song Tonight. Cause We're All In The Mood For A Melody, And You've Got Us Feeling All Right.

My Friends And I Are Crazy. That's The Only Thing That Keeps Us Sane!

I Look At Some Of The Songs I Wrote Years Ago And I Can't Believe I Wrote Such Crap.