...how Many Times Must The Cannon Balls

Now, Each Of Us Has His Own Special Gift And You Know This Was Meant To Be True. And If You Don't Underestimate Me I Won't Underestimate You.

I Wanted To Understand Things And Then Be Free Of Them. I Needed To Learn How To Telescope Things, Ideas. Things Were Too Big To See All At Once, Like All The Books In The Library-everything Laying Around On All The Tables. You Might Be Able To Put It All Into One Paragraph Or Into One Verse Of A Song If You Could Get It Right.

All That Foreign Oil Controlling American Soil.

You Were Born With A Snake In Both Of Your Fists While A Hurricane Was Blowing.

Gotta Head Full Of Ideas That Are Driving Me Insane.