Playing Acoustic Guitar Is Like Having Sex

It's Not How Big Your Pencil Is; It's How You Write Your Name.

Brother Will Kill Brother, Spill Blood Across The Land. Killing For Religion, Something I Don't Understand. Fools Like Me Who Cross The Sea And Come To Foreign Lands, Ask The Sheep For Their Beliefs; 'do You Kill On God's Command?'

So Far,so Good........................so What?

I Guess Because I Had Such A Horrible Life Growing Up, Going From Place To Place Not Knowing What I Was Gonna Do And Ending Up Being Homeless, There Was A Lot Of Pain And A Lot Of Anger That Was Coming Out Through My Guitar Playing.

Brother Will Kill Brother, Spilling Blood Across The Land...