Telling What You Feel, Trying

The King Of The Jailhouse And The Queen Of The Road Think Sharing The Burden Will Lighten The Load.

It's Not Easy In This Phosphorescent Gloom Telling Waking Dreams Apart Anyhow.

You Drew A Bird That Was Here, A Kind Of Sweet Chanticleer. But With A Terrible Fear That The Cage Couldn't Tame

You Know What, The Drummer Is My Manager. He's Busy. And I'm Busy. I Don't Need The Dough, Though. But Having Said That, There's A Limit To How Much Bad Music I Wanna Play. I Did It When I Was Young, And Some Of The Music Was Ok, But It Wasn't Great.

I Probably Would've Kept Slogging On That Same Chord Change, Because There's A Tendency To Have That Happen. You Get Into The Cadence In Your Mind, And It's Hard To Make The Kind Of Left Turn That You Probably Need To Keep It Really Interesting.