My Love For You Will

We're Being Treated To The Wisdom Of Some Puffed Up, Little Fart. Doing Exactly What I Used To Do, Pretensions To Anarchy And Art.

I Don't Care What Anybody Says About Ringo. I Cut My Rock-n-roll Teeth Listening To Him.

How Can Love Survive In Such A Graceless Age? The Trust And Self Assurance That Lead To Happiness, They're The Very Things We Kill.

Who Knows How Long This Will Last, Now We've Come So Far So Fast.

I Have A Bad Back Partially From Playing The Drums And Singing. I Used To Have To Hold My Body In Such A Position That My Spine Got Out Of Alignment.