You Know, The Streets Are Filled With

There's A Whole Lot Of People In Trouble Tonight From The Disease Of Conceit Whole Lot Of People Seeing Double Tonight From The Disease Of Conceit Give Ya Delusions Of Grandeur And A Evil Eye Give You The Idea That You're Too Good To Die Then They Bury You From Your Head To Your Feet From The Disease Of Conceit

Everything's A Business. Love, Truth, Beauty. Conversation Is A Business. Spirituality Is Not A Business, So It's Going To Go Against The Grain Of People Who Are Trying To Exploit Other People.

Well, I Sing By Night, Wander By Day. I'm On The Road And It Looks Like I'm Here To Stay.

I Don't Think There's Enough Guns.

A Poem Is A Naked Person.