I think I'm going to Katmandu, that's really, really where I'm going to
Like a rock, standing arrow straight. Like a rock, charging from the gate.
Radio is so fragmented, it's unbelievable.
Wish I didn't know now what I didn't know then.
Later in the evening when you lie awake in bed with the echoes from the amplifiers ringing in your head.
I'd rather make music than tour.