Life For Me Is About Movement.

It's The Damage That We Do And Never Know. It's The Words That We Don't Say That Scare Me So.

Now I Just Don't Know Who To Tell To Go To Hell Who Put The Old Devil In The Distorted Angel?

Turn Up The Tv. No One Listening Will Suspect, Even Your Mother Won't Detect It, No Your Father Won't Know. They Think That I've Got No Respect But Everything Means Less Than Zero.

Mention Hubert Sumlin, As Well, Because Hubert's A Great Man, And Again, You Know, I Don't Play The Guitar Very Good, But When I'm Playing This Kind Of Music, I Always Have Him In My Mind. I Wish I Could Play Like Hubert.

Maybe I Just Never Learned My Harmony Part, Because What Everybody Says Sounds Odd To Them Sounds Perfectly Natural To Me.