You Had No Faith To Lose And

All This Talk About Equality. The Only Thing People Really Have In Common Is That They Are All Going To Die.

I Read On The Road In Maybe 1959. It Changed My Life Like It Changed Everyone Else's.

I'm Used To Writing Songs And Songs-i Can Fill Em Up With Symbolism And Metaphors. When You Write A Book (chronicles, Vol. 1), You Gotta Tell The Truth, And It Can't Be Misinterpreted.

You Say You're Looking For Someone Who'll Pick You Up Each Time You Fall, To Gather Flowers Constantly And To Come Each Time You Call, A Lover Your Life And Nothing More. But It Ain't Me, Babe.

She Can Play My Guitar Note For Note, She Likes To Stick Her Tongue Down My Throat.