How Long Can You Hear Someone Crying

Caught Between The Longing For Love, And The Struggle For The Legal Tender, Where The Sirens Sing And The Church Bells Ring, And The Junk Man Pounds His Fender. Where The Veterans Dream Of The Fight, Fast Asleep At The Traffic Light, And The Children Solemnly Wait For The Ice Cream Vendor.

I've Also Gotten To Play In Front Of A Million People In Central Park When There Was A Grass Roots Movement Calling For Nuclear Disarmament - It Was About 1982 - They Called It Peace Sunday.

I Want To Know What Became Of The Changes We Waited For Love To Bring/were They Only The Fitful Dreams Of Some Greater Awakening?

Eleven On A Scale Of Ten, Honey, Let Me Introduce You To My Redneck Friend.

Coffee In The Morning, Cocaine Afternoons.