I'm Sort Of Like A Lame, Single

And The World So Hard To Understand Is The World You Can't Live Without.

I'm Not Interested In Pop Art.

Compliments And Criticism Are All Ultimately Based On Some Form Of Projection.

Say You Write A Song About A Chandelier, And The Chandelier Gives Off Light. And The Light Is The Color Red And Red Reminds You Of The Color Your Not Supposed To Wear Around A Bull. So You Name The Song 'cow.'

Rock In The Mainstream Culture Has Lost A Lot Of Its Mojo.