A Lotta Cats Copy The Mona Lisa,

White Folks Still In The Lead.

If Ya Ain't Got It In Ya, Ya Can't Blow It Out.

What We Play Is Life.

You See, Pops, That's The Kind Of Talk That's Ruining The Music. Everyone's Trying To Do Something New, No One Trying To Learn The Fundamentals First. All Them Young Cats Playing Their Wierd Chords. And What Happens? No One's Working.

There Is No Such Thing As 'on The Way Out' As Long As You Are Still Doing Something Interesting And Good; You're In The Business Because You're Breathing.