I Feel Like I'm Knockin' On Heaven's

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

Peace Is The Time It Takes To Reload Your Rifle.

Anybody Can Be Specific And Obvious. That's Always Been The Easy Way. It's Not That It's So Difficult To Be Unspecific And Less Obvious; It's Just That There's Nothing, Absolutely Nothing, To Be Specific And Obvious About.

Mama, Put My Guns In The Ground, I Can't Shoot Them Anymore. That Long Black Cloud Is Coming Down.

Music Can Save People, But It Can't In The Commercial Way It's Being Used. It's Just Too Much. It's Pollution.