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I'd Hear A Tune In My Head And The Words Would Come. And Then, Very Suddenly It Just Stopped. It Seemed Too Stilted To Try And Learn How To Write A Song, To Go To Round Robins And To Learn Things From Other People On How To Write A Song. So I Just Stopped And Did Other Things.

If People Have To Put Labels On Me, I'd Prefer The First Label To Be Human Being, The Second Label To Be Pacifist, And The Third To Be Folk Singer.

Hypothetical Questions Get Hypothetical Answers.

There Are Good Guys, And There Are Congressional People Who Are Good Guys, And I Certainly Vote In Those Elections. You Know, My Fondest Dream Would Be If Obama, When He Got Out Of Office, Decided He Was Going To Go Back And Organize On The Streets. He'd Be The Only Person I Could Imagine Who Could Really Create A Movement Similar To What King Did, And God Knows We Need That Now.

Somebody Else Does The Rigor And Then I Listen. I Have An Assistant, And My Manager, And Other People Who Hunt And Find And Send It To Me, And Then I Just Figure Out Which Ones I Can Do Justice To.