It Was Something... The Way A Person's

Sooner Or Later A Black Car Came For Everyone.

What A Blessed If Painful Thing, This Business Of Being Alive.

Longhaired Preachers Come Out Every Night, Tryin' To Tell Us What's Wrong And What's Right. But When Asked About Something To Eat, They Will Tell You In Voices So Sweet. You Will Eat (you Will Eat!) By And By, (by And By!) In That Glorious Land In The Sky. (way Up High!) Work And Pray, Live On Hay, You'll Get Pie In The Sky When You Die. (that's A Lie!)

Well. That's Helpful. We'll Put An Apb Out On The Gingerbread Man. I'm Not Hopeful It'll Do Us Much Good, Though. Word On The Street Is You Can't Catch Him.

It Bewildered Ig, The Idea That A Person Could Not Be Interested In Music. It Was Like Not Being Interested In Happiness.