My Head Hurts, My Feet Stink, And

We're Wanted Men, We'll Strike Again, But First Let's Have A Beer.

I've Always Found Drugs And Alcohol Somewhat Pedestrian. It's Like, I Don't Need An External Agent To Open My Mind. I'm Here, Conscious, Alert, Present. Why Would I Alter That?

Love Is A Wave Building To A Crescendo. Ride If You Will, Ride It With Me.

I Can't Fax You My Love, I Can't Email My Heart.

Nothing To Show But This Brand New Tattoo. But It's A Real Beauty, A Mexican Cutie, How It Got Here I Haven't A Clue.