Some of it's magic and some of it's tragic but I had a good life all the way.

I just thank God I don't live in a trailer.

Maybe there is another who sees life not as a flickering candle but as a torch that can illuminate an undiscovered world.

It was too much Tequila, or not quite enough.

So I'll put on my bob marley tape And practice what I preach Get jah lost in the reggae mon As I walk along the beach

Places I've lived since then had to have some kind of uniqueness and character about them. And logically Key West, and then Down Island. So, all of that stuff sort of had it's roots in New Orleans and went crazy.

Is it time for your medication or mine?