I Woke Up One Day And Realized

I Heard The News Today, Oh Boy.

You Know, I Don't Feel Fifty. I Feel Not A Day Over Forty-nine. It's Incredible. I'm Bouncy, I Feel Bouncy.

I've Learned To Relax And Be My Present Age And My Present Position. I Feel Comfortable On My Mid-thirties. It Doesn't Seem Such An Alien Place To Be.

I Think Music Should Be Tarted Up, Made Into A Prostitute, A Parody Of Itself. It Should Be The Clown, The Pierrot Medium.

The Media Is Either Our Salvation Or Our Death.