Whistle Through Your Teeth And

Hunter Can Write A Melody And Stuff Like That, But His Forte Is Lyrics. He Can Write A Serviceable Melody To Hang His Lyrics On, And Sometimes He Comes Up With Something Really Nice.

Done Time In The Lock-up, Done Time On The Streets. Done Time On The Upswing, And Time In Defeat. I Know What I'm Askin'. I Know It's A Lot. Just To Say That I Love You. Believe It Or Not.

It's Not Enough To Be The Best At What You Do. You Must Be Perceived As The Only One Who Does What You Do.

It's Much Too Late To Do Anything About Rock & Roll Now.

Sometimes The Lights All Shining On Me, Other Times I Can Barely See. Lately It Occurs To Me What A Long Strange Trip It's Been.