Trailer for sale or rent, rooms to let, fifty cents. No phone, no pool, no pets, ain't got no big regrets. Two hours of pushin' broom, buys an eight by twelve, four-bit room. I'm a man of means, by no means, king of the road.

Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet.

Third box car, midnight train, destination Bangor, Maine. Old worn out suit and shoes, I don't pay no union dues.

The human mind is a wonderful thing, it starts working from before you're born and doesn't stop till you sit down to write a song.

It's one thing to have talent. It's another to figure out how to use it.

Trailer for sale or rent, rooms to let, fifty cents. No phone, no pool, no pets, ain't got no big regrets. Two hours of pushin' broom, buys an eight by twelve, four-bit room. I'm a man of means, by no means, king of the road.

I want my music to leave an indelible mark.