I Just Try To Understand That Tomorrow

Dead Man, Dead Man When Will You Arise? Cobwebs In Your Mind Dust Upon Your Eyes

When The Jelly Faced Women All Sneeze, Hear The One With The Mustache Say I Can't Find My Knees.

People Seldom Do What They Believe In. They Do What Is Convenient, Then Repent.

People Have Different Emotional Levels. Especially When You're Young. Back Then I Guess Most Of My Influences Could Be Thought Of As Eccentric. Mass Media Had No Overwhelming Reach So I Was Drawn To The Traveling Performers Passing Through.

I Been Meek, And Hard Like An Oak, I Seen Pretty People Disappear Like Smoke. Friends Will Arrive, Friends Will Disappear. If You Want Me, Honey Baby, I'll Be Here.