No magic. I do believe you might have taken it all with you when you went away.
I can't remember that I ever had just a minute of stage fright.
As miserable as life may be I hold it pretty precious
Hating someone is giving them too much, just leave them alone.
In the summer of '84, you just couldn't escape the Born in the USA record.
I don't really write for fun; it's not an enjoyable experience. For me, art, or whatever the hell it is I do, has always been a refuge from that which makes me want to tear my lungs out. That's why I play like I play; I'm not into entertainment.