An artist needs a certain amount of turmoil and confusion.
Inside your own self pity there you swim, in sinking down to drown her voice still haunts you, and only with your laughter can you win.
I met a redneck on a Grecian isle who did the Goat Dance very well.
I'm not a pitiable creature. It's just that I suffer very eloquently.
We love our lovin'....but not like we love our freedom.
Don't it always seem to go, that you don't know what you've got till it's gone.