If I Told You God Was Black,

Those Three Chords Were Part Of My Life - G, F, Bb - Yeh, It Is, It Is, And I Can't Help Noticing It. But There Have Been Other Things Nearly As Close To It Which People Haven't Noticed, Other Things We Have Done.

Why Stay With Him, He Uses You Just Like A Human Punching Bag?

They Filled Us Full Of False Illusions And Promiscuity, And They Led Us Down That Class-less Road Of Mediocrity.

What I Try To Do Probably Doesn't Come Out. What I've Worked Out What I Do - I Might Not Be Right - Is To Do Something Very Personal, And Then Suddenly I Look At It, Up In The Air. I Blow It Up And Look At It And Then I Come Down Again - A Better Man.

Well I'm Not Dumb, But I Can't Understand Why She Walked Like A Woman, But Talked Like A Man.