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I Came Upon A Doctor Who Appeared In Quite Poor Health. I Said, 'there's Nothing That I Can Do For You That You Can't Do For Yourself.' He Said, 'oh Yes You Can. Just Hold My Hand. I Think That That Would Help.' So I Sat With Him A While Then I Asked Him How He Felt. He Said, 'i Think I'm Cured.'

It's Always The Negative Things That Seep Through Into Your Consciousness. Most Of The Positive Things Just Roll Off Real Fast. I Just Try Not To Pay Attention To It, Because I've Never Read Anything About My Band That's Accurate.

I Drug Your Ghost Across The Country, And We Plotted Out My Death. Every City And Memory We Whispered "here Is Where You Rest." Well I Was Determined In Chicago But I Dug My Teeth Into My Knees And I Settled For A Telephone, Sang Into Your Machine: "you Are My Sunshine, My Only Sunshine.

The Way My Life's Structured, I Don't Stay In A Place For More Than A Couple Months.

My Brother Went To College To Become A Doctor And If He Studies Hard Enough He'll End Up Just Like Papa, Who Hates His Life.