Life Is Always Surprising To

For A Song I Was Bought Now I Lie When I Talk With A Careful Eye On The Cue Card. Onto A Stage I Was Pushed, With My Sorrow Well Rehearsed. So Give Me All Your Pity And Your Money, Now (all Of It).

You Should Never Be Embarrassed By Your Trouble With Living, Because It's The Ones With The Sorest Throats Who Have Done The Most Singing.

You Can't Manufacture Inspiration, So A Lot Of It Is Still A Waiting Game For Me. There's Still A Lot Of Mystery To Songwriting. I Don't Have A Method That I Can Go Back To - They Either Come Or They Don't.

Every Time I Finish A Song... Most Of The Time It's In My Own Head, Like This Sounds Too Much Like A Townes Van Zandt Song, Or Whoever. I Realize There Are So Many Melodies And Chord Progressions In Pop And Rock Music That Are So Similar That You Can Kind Of Trace It Back To Other Things. Most Of The Time It's Just In Your Head.

I'm Ripe For The Picking For The Scientologists - One Of Those Creeps. Someone's Got To Find Me. Some Little Weird Cult Can Just Pluck Me Up, Because I'm Ripe For The Picking.