Just Because You Like My Stuff Doesn't

Look At The Sun Sinkin' Like A Ship. Ain't That Just Like My Heart, Babe. When You Kissed My Lips?

When You Got Nothing, You Got Nothin' To Lose You're Invisible Now, You Got No Secrets To Conceal.

Every Brain Is Civilized, Every Nerve Is Analyzed, Everything Is Criticized When You Are In Need.

People Think They Know Me From My Songs. But My Repertoire Of Songs Is So Wide-ranging That You'd Have To Be A Madman To Figure Out The Characteristics Of The Person Who Wrote All Those Songs.

I Been Meek, And Hard Like An Oak, I Seen Pretty People Disappear Like Smoke. Friends Will Arrive, Friends Will Disappear. If You Want Me, Honey Baby, I'll Be Here.