I like wherever I am. That's my big secret.
I'll sleep when I'm dead.
The primary one being, like I said, I don't like rock 'n' roll piano.
The hurt gets worse as the heart grows harder.
I'm drinking here break motor oil and Bombay gin, I'll sleep when I'm dead.
Can't you just imagine digging up the King, begging him to sing about those heavenly mansions Jesus mentioned.