Nobody Wants To Make Great Albums Now

You Know, It's Cigarettes That Killed Jerry Garcia. Everyone Thinks It's Heroin, But It Wasn't. It Was Cigarettes.

There's A Young Man In A T-shirt Listening To A Rock And Roll Station. He's Got Greasy Hair, Greasy Smile, He Says, Lord This Must Be My Destination.

Dear Mr. President, Can I Ask You A Question, When The Bombs Fall Down Will They Hurt Everyone In My Family?

I Would Never Say John Kerry Would Be A Great President. I Will Say That George Bush Has Divided Us; He Has Filled This Country With Hatred.

I Know There's A Balance, I See It When I Swing Past.