So much time weeping and wailing and shaking our fists, creating enemies that really don't exist.
Cause a man with a briefcase can steal more money than any man with a gun.
To want what I have, to take what I'm given with grace. For this I pray.
In forty-five minutes, it'll all be done. We'll all be good and crispy, but we'll still be number one.
I played drums on Keith Carradine's first record.
The wisdom that living brings, since I got a telegram from the God of simple things.