I Played Drums On Keith

This Year, Notoriety Got Confused With Fame, And The Devil Is Down Hearted Because There Is Nothing Left For Him To Claim.

There Are No Facts, There Is No Truth, Just Data To Be Manipulated.

You're Driving With Your Eyes Closed.

The Eagles Ended On A Rather Abrupt Note, Although In Retrospect I Realize Now That It Had Been Ending For Quite Some Time.

I Was Flying Back From Lubbock And I Saw Jesus On The Plane, Or Maybe It Was Elvis. You Know, They Kind Of Look The Same.