I Sang In Art School, Just To

Fly Silly Sea Bird, No Dreams Can Possess You, No Voices Can Blame You For Sun On Your Wings.

Will You Take Me As I Am? Strung Out On Another Man...california, I'm Comin' Home.

My Individual, Psychological Descent Coincided, Ironically, With My Ascent Into The Public Eye.

I'm A Very Analytical Person, A Somewhat Introspective Person; That's The Nature Of The Work I Do.

Acid, Booze, And Ass, Needles, Guns, And Grass, Lots Of Laughs.