Now I Just Don't Know Who To

Certain Songs Have Been Written Years Apart, But They Have A Natural Continuity To My Mind.

It's What's On The Record Not What Labels On It. You Know, That's Like Getting A Box Of Cornflakes And Eating The Cardboard.

As I Walk Through This Wicked World Searchin' For Light In The Darkness Of Insanity, I Ask Myself Is All Hope Lost? Is There Only Pain And Hatred, And Misery? And Each Time I Feel Like This Inside, There's One Thing I Wanna Know: What's So Funny 'bout Peace, Love, & Understanding?

You Can Be Addicted To Misery The Same Way As You Can Be Addicted To Drugs.

There Are A Few Things That I Regret, But Nothing That I Need To Forget.