There Are Things I Could Say. But

God Bless Them Pretty Women, I Wish They Was Mine, Their Breath Is As Sweet, The Dew On The Vine.

Just A Reminder, If You Tell Anyone About What Happened With Jonah Last Night, I'll Destroy All Of My Writing And Never Play Music Again.

The Naked Truth Is Still Taboo.

Remember When You're Out There Trying To Heal The Sick, That You Must Always First Forgive Them.

As I Stepped To The Stage To Pick Up My Degree, And The Locusts Sang Off In The Distance.