San Francisco Has A Flowers-in-your-hair Kind Of

If I Find Something I Like, I'll Chase It And See What Comes Out The Other Side. Once A Song Gets Momentum And Gets Away From You, That's A Good Sign.

So Why Would You Care To Get Out Of This Place? You And Me And All Our Friends, Such A Happy Human Race. Eat, Drink And Be Merry, For Tomorrow We Die.

I Use God In My Songs A Lot But I Don't Have A Relationship. I Don't Know What That Means.

Lying On The Roof Counting The Stars That Fill The Sky I Wonder If Someone In The Heavens Looking Back Down On Me I'll Never Know So Much Space To Believe

I Want To Figure Out A Way To Not Be Stupid With Money, Then Make A Whole Bunch Of It, Then I Want To Move To Outer Mongolia. I Want To Milk A Yak. Maybe I'll Just Settle For A Cow.