I Want To Thank You My Sweet

Sometimes The Music People Put You Into These Big, Rush Things.

Click Bang, What A Hang, Your Daddy Just Shot Poor Me.

Imagination Is The Key To My Lyrics. The Rest Is Painted With A Little Science Fiction.

In Order To Change The World, I Guess A Person Would Have To Really Get His Head Together First Before He Can Say Anything To The World, To Change It.

You're Just Like Crosstown Traffic, So Hard To Get Through To You.