We Passed The Hash Pipe And Played

Critics Have Said I Write Without Spontaneity, In Cold Blood. I Don't. I Write In Hot Blood.

They Say That These Are Not The Best Of Times, But They're The Only Times I've Ever Known. And I Believe There Is A Time For Meditation In Cathedrals Of Our Own. Now I Have Seen That Sad Surrender In My Lovers Eyes...and I Can Only Stand Apart And Sympathize...for We Are Only What Our Situations Hand Us...it's Either Sadness Or Euphoria.

You Should Never Argue With A Crazy Mind, You Ought To Know My Now.

There Was Only Really One Accident That Was Kinda Bad But It Was Nothing To Do With Booze, Just Bad Luck... I Was Having A Hard Time A Couple Of Years Ago... I'm A Good Driver, I Just Had Bad Luck.

I Consider Myself To Be An Inept Pianist, A Bad Singer, And A Merely Competent Songwriter. What I Do, In My Opinion, Is By No Means Extraordinary.