Been Riding Broomsticks Since She Was Fifteen.

Well I Stand Up Next To A Mountain, And I Chop It Down With The Edge Of My Hand

I Used To Live In A Room Full Of Mirrors; All I Could See Was Me. I Take My Spirit And I Crash My Mirrors, Now The Whole World Is Here For Me To See.

I Dig Strauss And Wagner, Those Cats Are Good...

The Reflection Of The World Is Blues, That's Where That Part Of The Music Is At. Then You Got This Other Kind Of Music That's Tryin' To Come Around.

Been Riding Broomsticks Since She Was Fifteen.