Let's Do It For Johnny

I Guess I Just Couldn't See Standing There -- Alive, Talking, Thinking, Breathing, Being -- One Second, And Dead The Next. It Really Bothered Me. Death By Violence Isn't The Same As Dying Any Other Way, Accident Or Disease Or Old Age. It Just Ain't The Same.

Greasers Will Still Be Greasers And Socs Will Still Be Socs. Sometimes I Think It's The Ones In The Middle That Are Really The Lucky Stiffs.

You Take Up For Your Buddies, No Matter What They Do. When You're A Gang, You Stick Up For The Members. If You Don't Stick Up For Them, Stick Together, Make Like Brothers, It Isn't A Gang Anymore. It's A Pack. A Snarling, Distrustful, Bickering Park Like The Socs In Their Social Clubs Or The Street Gangs In New York Or The Wolves In The Timber.

If You Want To Be A Writer, I Have Two Pieces Of Advice. One Is To Be A Reader. I Think That's One Of The Most Important Parts Of Learning To Write. The Other Piece Of Advice Is 'just Do It!' Don't Think About It, Don't Agonize, Sit Down And Write.

Things Were Rough All Over, But It Was Better That Way. That Way You Could Tell The Other Guy Was Human Too.