Map Out Your Future, But Do It

The Spirits, They Intoxicate Me. I Watched Them Infiltrate My Soul. They Try To Say It's Too Late For Me. Once I Was Promised Absolution, There's Only One Solution For My Sins. And I Blame This World, For Making A Good Man Evil. Now I Ain't Getting Into Heaven, If The Devil Has His Way.

The Creativity Is Just Something That, I Don't Know, You Work Very Hard At, But Part Of You Says That You Were Born With It. It's A Craft Like Every Other, You Have To Keep Sharp And You Have To Be Aware Of Your Surroundings.

I Try To Explain That To My Kids - The Experience Of Going To A Record Store, Flipping Through Racks And Finding That Album Cover That Intrigues You - But My Kids Don't Want To Know About It. They Download The One Song On The Album They Like, And Pay Their 99 Cents.

With An Iron-clad Fist, I Wake Up And French-kiss The Morning.

Time, Ain't Nothin, But Time. It's A Verse With No Rhyme, And It All Comes Down To You.