I Was A Working-class Macho Guy Who

I Believe In What I Do, And I'll Say It.

What I'd Have Liked Would Have Been The Money And The Hit Records Without The Fame.

The Postman Wants An Autograph. The Cab Driver Wants A Picture. The Waitress Wants A Handshake. Everyone Wants A Piece Of You.

When You Wake Up And Your Heart Is Going Like The Clappers Or Your Back Feels Strained, Or You Develop Some Other Hang-up, You Should Let Your Mind Go To The Pain And The Pain Itself Will Regurgitate The Memory Which Originally Caused You To Suppress It In Your Body. In This Way The Pain Goes To The Right Channel Instead Of Being Repressed Again, As It Is If You Take A Pill Or A Bath, Saying 'well, I'll Get Over It'. Most People Channel Their Pain Into God Or Masturbation Or Some Dream Of Making It.

When You're In Love, When Somebody Says Something Like, "how Can You Be With That Woman?" You Say, "what Do You Mean? I Am With This Goddess Of Love, The Fulfillment Of My Whole Life. Why Are You Saying This? Why Do You Want To Throw A Rock At Her Or Punish Me For Being In Love With Her?