Bob Has Never Written A Bad Song.

I Change During The Course Of A Day. I Wake And I'm One Person, And When I Go To Sleep I Know For Certain I'm Somebody Else.

You Got Men Who Can't Hold Peace And Women Who Can't Control Their Tongues. The Rich Seduce The Poor, And The Old Seduce The Young.

There Are Degrees Of Happiness. You Go From One To The Other And Then Back Again. It's Hard To Be Completely Happy When Those Around Us Are Suffering And Groaning From Hunger.

All The People We Used To Know, They're An Illusion To Me Now.

One Who Sings With His Tongue On Fire, Gargles In The Rat Race Choir.