Check it out, forgot to say hello to my neighbors. Check it out, sometimes I question my own behavior.
I know there's a balance, I see it when I swing past.
I want you to dance naked, if you like, I'll join you.
The dust to which this flesh shall return, it is the ancient dreaming dust of God.
Mama, why do I always fall for the crazy ones?
For me or a Bruce Springsteen to sit up in our ivory towers and make comments about racism, well, were not really in it, are we?