I guess it would be if I wanted to, just lay back and predominantly write songs when I can't go on a stage anymore.
Music is Magic. Magic is Life
Don't waste your time thinkin' about bad things.
My sons and their wives landed on Mars to start another race.
You know you are a sweet little heart breaker, foxy lady.
Hey Joe, where you going with that gun in your hand? I'm going out to find my woman, caught her messing around with another man.