If I'd Had To Work At Taco

Let's Get To The Point Let's Roll Another Joint

You Believe What You Want To Believe. You See, You Don't Have To Live Like A Refugee.

It Just Seems To Useless To Have To Work So Hard, And Nothing Ever Really Seem To Come From It.

There Was No Use Pretending, No Magic Left To Hear, All The Music Gave Me Was A Craving For Lite Beer.

Music Really Isn’t Supposed To Be Perfect. It’s All About People Relating To Each Other And Doing Something That’s Really From The Soul. It Must Come From The Soul.