Elvis Up In Michigan And

There's Damsels In Distress Out There, And We Got All This Beer.

Mother, Mother Ocean, I Have Heard You Call. Wanted To Sail Upon Your Waters, Since I Was Three Feet Tall. You've Seen It All, You've Seen It All. Watched The Men Who Rode You, Switch From Sails To Steam. In Your Belly, You Hold The Treasure That Few Have Ever Seen, Most Of Them Dreams, Most Of Them Dreams.

The Beautiful People In The Magazines, Got The Normal Ones Living Beyond Their Means.

I Want To Keep Going As I Have, To Travel, Read, Perform, Write, And Enjoy My Family. I've Promised Myself Only This: No More Laundromats, No More Two-shows-a-night, And No More Deadlines. I'll Work At My Own Pace.

Therapy Is Extremely Expensive. Popping Bubble Wrap Is Radically Cheap.