The Radio Makes Hideous Sounds.

I Just Try To Understand That Tomorrow Is Another Day.

Upon Four-legged Forest Clouds The Cowboy Angel Rides

Mona Lisa Must Have Had The Highway Blues; You Can Tell By The Way She Smiles.

Once I Went Into Songwriting, I Figured I Had To - I Couldn't Be A Hellfire Rock 'n' Roller. But I Could Write Hellfire Lyrics.

After A While You Earn That Privacy Is Something You Can Sell, But You Can't Buy It Back.