My Dad Was A Particularly Polite Kind

One May Not Eat What Has A Face.

I'm Often Reading A Magazine And Hearing About Someone's New Record, And I Think: "oh, Boy, That's Gonna Be Better Than Me". It's A Very Common Thing.

I'm Trying To Do It Honestly And Genuinely; If Some Of It's Not Working To Your Taste, What Can I Say?

Take These Broken Wings And Learn To Fly.

Will You Still Need Me, Will You Still Feed Me, When I'm Sixty-four?