I Hate Myself For Loving You And

How Many Times Can A Man Turn His Head, And Pretend That He Just Doesn't See?

People Today Are Still Living Off The Table Scraps Of The Sixties. They Are Still Being Passed Around - The Music And The Ideas.

You Have To Work Out Where Your Place Is. And Who You Are. But We're All Spirit. That's All We Are, We're Just Walking Dressed Up In A Suit Of Skin, And We're Going To Leave That Behind.

I Think Of Rock 'n' Roll As A Combination Of Country Blues And Swing Band Music, Not Chicago Blues, And Modern Pop.

Mama, Put My Guns In The Ground, I Can't Shoot Them Anymore. That Long Black Cloud Is Coming Down.