If You Don't Have To Write Songs,

..when I First Heard Elvis' Voice, I Knew That I Wasn't Going To Work For Anybody ... Hearing Him For The First Time Was Like Busting Out Of Jail

It May Look Like I'm Moving But I'm Standing Still.

Cop Comes Down The Street Crazy As A Loon, He Throws Us In Jail For Carrying Harpoons.

You've Got To Lose Your Passion For Dumbness.

Someone Handed Me Mexico City Blues In St. Paul [minnesota] In 1959 And It Blew My Mind. It Was The First Poetry That Spoke My Own Language.