Not Too Slow, Not Too Fast. Kind

Never Play Anything The Same Way Twice.

You Blows Who You Is.

All Them Weird Chords Which Don't Mean A Thing...you Got No Melody To Remember, And No Beat To Dance To

And I Think To Myself What A Wonderful World. Oh, Yeah.

There's A Thing I've Dreamed Of All My Life, And I'll Be Damned If It Don't Look Like It's About To Come True-to Be King Of The Zulu's Parade. After That, I'll Be Ready To Die.