What Drives Me To You, Drives Me

Sundown, Yellow Moon, I Replay The Past I Know Every Scene By Heart, They All Went By So Fast

Idiot Wind, Blowing Every Time You Move Your Teeth. You're An Idiot Babe, It's A Wonder That You Still Know How To Breathe.

Through The Mad Mystic Hammering Of The Wild Ripping Hail The Sky Cracked Its Poems In Naked Wonder

The Only Sound That's Left After The Ambulances Go Is Cinderella Sweeping Up On Desolation Row.

My Songs Are Personal Music, They're Not Communal. I Wouldn't Want People Singing Along With Me. It Would Sound Funny. I'm Not Playing Campfire Meetings. I Don't Remember Anyone Singing Along With Elvis, Carl Perkins Or Little Richard.