You Aren't Wealthy Until You

How You Ever Gonna Know If You're The Best? How You Ever Gonna Know What You Believe In, If You Don't Put It To The Test?

It Ain't What You're Driving Or The Clothes That You Wear, Material Possessions Won't Matter Up There. And Someday In Heaven, When The Angels All Sing, Well These Rags That I'm Wearin' Will Be Fit For A King.

Singles Are Your Safest Songs On The Records. Ones That Piss Fewer People Off, That Appeal More To The Masses.

She's Sun And Rain, She's Fire And Ice, A Little Crazy, But It's Nice. And When She Gets Mad, You Best Leave Her Alone, Cause She'll Rage Like A River Then She'll Beg You To Forgive Her.

I Want To Get Within Myself And Write. I Really, Really Want To Write.