I Don't Write The Songs; I Just

To Preach Of Peace And Brotherhood, Oh What Might Be The Cost? A Man He Did It Long Ago, And They Hung Him On A Cross.

It's Like My Whole Life Never Happened, When I See You, It's As If I Never Had A Thought. I Know This Dream, It Might Be Crazy, But It's The Only One I've Got.

She Can Play My Guitar Note For Note, She Likes To Stick Her Tongue Down My Throat.

There Are Degrees Of Happiness. You Go From One To The Other And Then Back Again. It's Hard To Be Completely Happy When Those Around Us Are Suffering And Groaning From Hunger.

Sometimes The Silence Can Be Like Thunder.