Well, I Try My Best To Be

Well, The Moral Of The Story, The Moral Of This Song, Is Simply That One Should Never Be Where One Does Not Belong. So When You See Your Neighbor Carryin' Somethin', Help Him With His Load, And Don't Go Mistaking Paradise For That Home Across The Road.

I've Never Been Able To Understand The Seriousness Of It All, The Seriousness Of Pride. People Talk, Act, Live As If They're Never Going To Die. And What Do They Leave Behind? Nothing. Nothing But A Mask.

You Just Don't Wake Up One Day And Decide That You Need To Write Songs.

Come Senators, Congressman, Please Heed The Call, Don't Stand In The Doorway, Don't Block The Hall.

Forget The Dead You've Left, They Will Not Follow You.