Good Intentions Can Be Evil, Both Hands

Oh, God Said To Abraham, "kill Me A Son" Abe Said, "man, You Must Be Puttin' Me On" God Said, "no" Abe Say, "what?" God Say, "you Can Do What You Want, Abe, But The Next Time You See Me Comin', You Better Run" Well, Abe Said, "where D'you Want This Killin' Done?" God Said, "out On Highway 61".

Ah, Current Music. What Would That Be? Ah, Really, A Lot Of It Sounds Defective To Me. It Makes Me Restless.

May You Grow Up To Be Righteous, May You Grow Up To Be True. May You Always Know The Truth And See The Lights Surrounding You. May You Always Be Courageous, Stand Upright And Be Strong. May You Stay Forever Young.

What Drives Me To You, Drives Me Insane.

Every Singer Has Three Or Four Or Five Techniques, And You Can Force Them Together In Different Combinations. Some Of The Techniques You Discard Along The Way, And Pick Up Others. But You Do Need Them. It's Just Like Anything. You Have To Know Certain Things About What You're Doing That Other People Don't Know. Singing Has To Do With Techniques And How Many You Use At The Same Time. One Alone Doesn't Work. There's No Point To Going Over Three. But You Might Interchange Them Whenever You Feel Like It. It's A Bit Like Alchemy.