I'm Not Driven By Being Understood.

There Is A General Place In Your Brain, I Think, Reserved For Melancholy Of Relationships Past. It Grows And Prospers As Life Progresses, Forcing You Finally, Against Your Better Judgment, To Listen To Country Music.

I'm Not Driven By Being Understood.

Science Has Not Been Successful By Making Up Explanations Of Things That Fit With The Current Social Fabric.

I Love A Microphone And A Big Crowd; I'm An Entertainer, I Guess.

I'm Not Politically Correct.