All The Money You Made

I'm Looking For A Woman Who's Head Is Mixed Up Like Mine.

You Walk Into The Room Like A Camel And Then Put Your Eyes In Your Pockets And Your Nose On The Ground.

If You Don't Have To Write Songs, Why Write Them? I've Got Enough Where I Don't Really Feel The Urge To Write Anything Additional.

Hold It, Doc, A World War Passed Through My Brain. He Said, Nurse, Get Your Pad, This Boy's Insane.

People Today Are Still Living Off The Table Scraps Of The Sixties. They Are Still Being Passed Around - The Music And The Ideas.