It Always Makes Me Proud To Love

It's Hard To Explain And Best Thing To Do Is Not Be False.

The Bartenders Are The Regular Band Of Jack, And The Heavenly Drummer Who Looks Up To The Sky With Blue Eyes, With A Beard, Is Wailing Beer-caps Of Bottles And Jamming On The Cash Register And Everything Is Going To The Beat - It's The Beat Generation, Its Béat, It's The Beat To Keep, It's The Beat Of The Heart, It's Being Beat And Down In The World And Like Oldtime Lowdown.

I'm Right There, Swimming The River Of Hardships But I Know How To Swim.

I Am Always Thinking 'what Am I Doing Here? Is This The Way I Am Supposed To Feel?'

Everything I Wrote Was True Because I Believed What I Saw.