The Wisdom That Living Brings, Since I

I Have A Bad Back Partially From Playing The Drums And Singing. I Used To Have To Hold My Body In Such A Position That My Spine Got Out Of Alignment.

I Am An Expert Witness Because I Say I Am.

We're Being Treated To The Wisdom Of Some Puffed Up, Little Fart. Doing Exactly What I Used To Do, Pretensions To Anarchy And Art.

O' Beautiful, For Spacious Skies But Now Those Skies Are Threatening They're Beating Plowshares Into Swords For This Tired Old Man That We Elected King.

The Eagles Ended On A Rather Abrupt Note, Although In Retrospect I Realize Now That It Had Been Ending For Quite Some Time.