When I Used To Play Nightclubs, You

As Time Goes On We Get Closer To That American Dream Of There Being A Pie Cut Up And Shared. Usually Greed And Selfishness Prevent That And There Is Always One Bad Apple In Every Barrel.

Getting Older, I Realize I've Had A Very Fortunate Life. I've Had A Budget That's Allowed Me To Do Just About Any Silly Little Thing The Mind Could Conjure Up, And I'm Still Alive And Here.

Also A Portion Of My Sales Go Directly To Greenpeace.

I Am Using Soybean Based Ink, Which Is Recyclable.

The Band Was Always Famous For Its Retirements We'd Go And Play And Get A Little Petty Cash Together, And Then Not See Each Other Till It Was Time To Fill Our Pockets Up Again.