Let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late.
Thinking of a series of dreams Where the time and the tempo fly And there's no exit in any direction 'Cept the one that you can't see with your eyes
I can't stand to see myself on television.
His [Bob Dylan] humour was dry and splendid.
God bless you all with peace, tranquility and good will.
Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed, dignity never been photographed.