Ring The Bells For The Blind And

Princess On The Steeple And All The Pretty People, They're Drinking, Thinking That They Got It Made. Exchanging All Kinds Of Precious Gifts And Things, But You'd Better Lift Your Diamond Ring, You'd Better Pawn It, Babe.

Even I Don't Know What I'm Saying Most Of The Time.

You Breathed On Me And Made My Life A Richer One To Live, When I Was Deep In Poverty You Taught Me How To Give. Dried The Tears Up From My Dreams And Pulled Me From My Hole, Quenched My Thirst And Satisfied The Burning In My Soul.

And I’ll Tell It And Think It And Speak It And Breathe It And Reflect It From The Mountain So All Souls Can See It Then I’ll Stand On The Ocean Until I Start Sinkin’ But I’ll Know My Song Well Before I Start Singin

We Shouldn't Confuse Singers And Performers With Actors. Actors Will Say, "my Character This, And My Character That." Like Beating A Dead Horse. Who Cares About The Character? Just Get Up And Act. You Don't Have To Explain It To Me.