Later On They Send Me To Hollywood.

Memories, Pressed Between The Pages Of My Mind. Memories, Sweetened Through The Ages Just Like Wine.

I Don't Think I'm Bad For People. If I Did Think I Was Bad For People, I Would Go Back To Driving A Truck, And I Really Mean This.

I Feel So Alone Sometimes. The Night Is Quiet For Me. I'd Love To Be Able To Sleep. I'll Probably Not Rest. I Have No Need For All This. Help Me, Lord.

I Never Expected To Be Anybody Important.

I Don't Mind Being Controversial. Even Jesus Wasn't Loved In His Day.