Manic Depression Is A Frustratin' Mess.

Anger He Smiles, Towering In Shiny Metallic Purple Armor. Queen Jealousy, Envy Waits Behind Him, Her Fiery Green Gown Sneers At The Grassy Ground.

Looks Like My Baby Dont Live Here No More...thats Alright, Ive Still Got My Guitar..i Might As Well Go Back Over Yonder, Way Back Across The Hills, If My Baby Dont Love Me No More....i Know Her...sister Will

Businessmen They Drink My Wine, Come And Taste My Herb.

Your People I Do Not Understand, So To You I Shall Put An End, And You'll Never Hear Surf Music Again.

I'll Always Touch You.