You Know That It Never Has Been

The Hollywood Sirens Are Shrieking, While Down Some Search Lit Alley Runs Some Lost Belief.

I Didn't Think I Had Much Of A Following In The South. I Thought I Was Anonymous Down There So I Kept To The South. But I Found In Certain Pockets That I Was Quite Recognizable And I Just Hit A Wig Store.

Depression Can Be The Sand That Makes The Pearl. Most Of My Best Work Came Out Of It.

Because Elvis Gave 'em Cars, You Think I'm Cheap.

I Got In Before Soho Was Soho. It Was Just Little Italy When I Was In There. It's Still Off The Touristy Track. It's Just Away From The Saturday Action, The Crowds And Everything. It's Too Expensive. It's Insane. You've Got To Be A Billionaire To Live On Manhattan Now.