I wanna say hello to all the ex-hippies tonight. I've never been a hippie myself but I'm an honorary hippie.

I think it's the land. The streams, the forests, the vast emptiness. The land created me. I'm wild and lonesome. Even as I travel the cities, I'm more at home in the vacant lots. But I have a love for humankind, a love of truth, and a love of justice. I think I have a dualistic nature. I'm more of an adventurous type than a relationship type.

The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face

Hattie Carroll was a maid of the kitchen She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten children <br/ > Who carried the dishes and took out the garbage And never sat once at the head of the table And didn‘t even talk to the people at the table Who just cleande up all the food from the table And emptied the ashtrays in a whole other level Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane That sailed through the air and came down through the room Doomed and determined to destroy all the gentle And she never done nothing to William Zanzinger But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears Take the rag away from your face Now ain‘t the time for your tears.

Johnny's in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement
Thinking about the government
The man in the trenchcoat
Badge out, laid off
Says he's got a bad cough
Wants to get it paid off
Look out kid
It's somethin' you did
God knows when
But you're doin' it again

Mona Lisa must have had the highway blues; you can tell by the way she smiles.

All I can be is me- whoever that is.

It's easier to be me than someone else. But just like most famous people, I just want to be left alone most of the time.