I Want You To Dance Naked, If

All My Friends Are So Small Town.

I Want You To Dance Naked, If You Like, I'll Join You.

There's A Young Man In A T-shirt Listening To A Rock And Roll Station. He's Got Greasy Hair, Greasy Smile, He Says, Lord This Must Be My Destination.

I Don't Have To Worry About Any Pop Sensibility. I Can Write Adult Songs, And I Don't Have To Worry About Choruses And Hook Lines.

Nobody Wants To Make Great Albums Now Because Nobody Wants To Buy Them And There's No Place To Sell Them.