God Has Blessed You When He Lets

In This Country, Don't Forget, A Habit Is No Damn Private Hell. There's No Solitary Confinement Outside Of Jail. A Habit Is Hell For Those You Love. And In This Country It's The Worst Kind Of Hell For Those Who Love You.

The Only Reason They're Out There Is To See Me Fall Into The Damn Orchestra Pit.

If I'm Going To Sing Like Someone Else, Then I Don't Need To Sing At All.

I'm Always Making A Comeback But Nobody Ever Tells Me Where I've Been.

God Bless The Child That's Got His Own.