It's Hard To Speculate What Tomorrow May

God, I'm Glad I'm Not Me.

Beauty Walks A Razors Edge, Someday I'll Make It Mine.

Idiot Wind, Blowing Every Time You Move Your Teeth. You're An Idiot Babe, It's A Wonder That You Still Know How To Breathe.

I Was Sick Of The Way My Lyrics Had Been Extrapolated, Their Meanings Subverted Into Polemics And That I Had Been Anointed As The Big Bubba Of Rebellion, High Priest Of Protest, The Duke Of Disobedience, Leader Of The Freeloaders, Kaiser Of Apostasy, Archbishop Of Anarchy, The Big Cheese. Horrible Titles Any Way You Want To Look At It. All Code Words For Outlaw.

It's Very Tiring Having Other People Tell You How Much They Dig You If You Yourself Don't Dig You.