I may be crazy, but it keeps me from going insane.

The only problem was I needed to use my own group, and things didn't happen until I did. It wasn't a real country sound, what I did. I've listened to it, and I think it was more a west coast rock thing, you know? But it fit. It was country, but it was my own interpretation of country.

Lately I've heard rumors that the eagle may be lame. Just because I've been idle, don't mean that I'm tame.

I sat at a bar having a beer trying to hold down the stool.

Nobody knows I'm Elvis, nobody knows this is me. After all of my tries, I've got the perfect disguise.

Mainly what I learned from Buddy... was an attitude. He loved music, and he taught me that it shouldn't have any barriers to it.

If I could only fly, you see, a lot of my problems would be gone. When you think of just how much I'd save on shoes alone.