In The Fury Of The Moment/ I

Let Me Drink From The Waters Where The Mountain Streams Flood Let The Smell Of Wildflowers Flow Free Through My Blood Let Me Sleep In Your Meadows With The Green Grassy Leaves Let Me Walk Down The Highway With My Brother In Peace Let Me Die In My Footsteps Before I Go Down Under The Ground.

My Songs Were Influenced Not So Much By Poetry On The Page But By Poetry Being Recited By The Poets Who Recited Poems With Jazz Bands.

I Never Read Freud. I've Never Been Attracted To Anything He Has Said, And I Think He's Started A Lot Of Nonsense With Psychiatry And That Business. I Don't Think Psychiatry Can Help Or Has Helped Anybody. I Think It's A Big Fraud (pun Not Intended) On The Public.

If You Want To Know How To Please A Woman, Just Talk To A Neuroscience Major From Columbia.

The Good Samaritan, He's Getting Dressed, He's Getting Ready For The Show. He's Going To The Carnival Tonight On Desolation Row.