If I Made Records For My Own

I Can't Stand To See Myself On Television.

Too Much Of Nothing, It Just Makes A Fellow Mean.

A Cork Screw To My Heart, Ever Since We've Been Apart.

I Was Burned Out From Exhaustion, Buried In The Hail, Poisoned In The Bushes, Blown Out On The Trail; Hunted Like A Crocodile, Ravaged In The Corn, "come In," She Said, "i'll Give Ya Shelter From The Storm."

I Don't Think I've Ever Been An Agnostic. I've Always Thought There's A Superior Power, That This Is Not The Real World And That There's A World To Come.