Knowledge Is Speaking, Wisdom Is

I Think It Would Count More, If We Did Less Personal Appearances.

Well I Stand Up Next To A Mountain, And I Chop It Down With The Edge Of My Hand

The Reflection Of The World Is Blues, That's Where That Part Of The Music Is At. Then You Got This Other Kind Of Music That's Tryin' To Come Around.

All I'm Writing Is Just What I Feel, That's All. I Just Keep It Almost Naked. And Probably The Words Are So Bland.

After Awhile, Your, Your Cheap Talk Don't Even Cause Me Pain, So Let Your Bullets Fly Like Rain.