Ironically, This Was Bob Dylan's Period [1967-74]

Every Nerve In My Body Is So Vacant And Numb/i Can't Even Remember What It Was I Came Here To Get Away From/don't Even Hear A Murmur Of A Prayer/it's Not Dark Yet, But It's Getting There.

Johnny's In The Basement Mixing Up The Medicine I'm On The Pavement Thinking 'bout The Government.

I Like The Fans, But I Don't Feel An Obligation That I Have To Be An Example To Them, Like Say Maybe A Baseball Player Would, Or A Football Player Or Maybe Some Other Type Of Musicians. I Don't Feel I Have To Really Set An Example That Somebody Else Has To Live Up To.

A Lot Of People Don't Like The Road, But It's As Natural To Me As Breathing.

Abe Said, Where Do You Want This Killing Done? God Said, Out On Highway 61.