The night I was born, Lord I swear the moon turned a fire red.

The dollar bill is God in the States. All those Pelican people just believe in money and nothing else.

I try all night to play a pretty note.

With any new civilization... they have to have their own officers and police and governments and all that.

So you want to be married, oh baby, trying to put me on a chain, ain't that some shame? You must be losing your weak little mind.

My nature just changes.

We want our sound to go into the soul of the audience, and see if it can awaken some little thing in their minds... 'Cause there are so many sleeping people.