Silvio, I gotta go, find out something only dead men know.

You call yourself what you want to call yourself. This is the land of the free.

Can't keep track of it no more, son's becoming husbands to their mothers, and old men turning your daughters into whores.

The people in my songs are all me.

All the people we used to know, they're an illusion to me now.

I just try to understand that tomorrow is another day.

I'm sittin' on my watch so I can be on time.