You Don't Need A Weatherman

Well, The Moral Of The Story, The Moral Of This Song, Is Simply That One Should Never Be Where One Does Not Belong. So When You See Your Neighbor Carryin' Somethin', Help Him With His Load, And Don't Go Mistaking Paradise For That Home Across The Road.

You Learn From A Conglomeration Of The Incredible Past - Whatever Experience Gotten In Any Way Whatsoever.

If You're Not Busy Being Born, You're Busy Dying.

Yes, And Only If My Own True Love Was Waiting If I Could Hear His Heart Softly Pounding Yes, And Only If He Was Lying By Me Would I Lie In My Bed Once Again.

Bent Out Of Shape From Society's Pliers, Cares Not To Come Up Any Higher, But Rather Get You Down In The Hole That He's In.