It Rubs Me The Wrong Way, A

I Feel Like Falling In Love With The First Woman I Meet, Putting Her In A Wheel-barrow And Wheeling Her Down The Street.

Keep A Clean Nose, Watch The Plain-clothes.

Here's The Thing With Me And The Religious Thing. This Is The Flat-out Truth: I Find The Religiosity And Philosophy In The Music. I Don't Find It Anywhere Else.

When You Got Nothin' / You Got Nothin' To Lose.

Well The Deputy Walks On Hard Nails And The Preacher Rides A Mount, But Nothing Really Matters Much It's Doom Alone That Counts.