I Don't Have Any Desire

It Was Bad On Linda. She Had To Deal With This Guy Who Didn't Want To Get Out Of Bed And, If He Did, Wanted To Go Back To Bed Pretty Soon After. He Wanted To Drink Earlier And Earlier Each Day And Didn't Really See The Point In Shaving. I Was Generally Pretty Morbid.

What I Have To Say Is All In The Music. If I Want To Say Anything, I Write A Song.

When Two Great Saints Meet, It's A Humbling Experience.

Lyricists Play With Words.

I Don't Ever Try To Make A Serious Social Comment.