The Finest Day I Ever Had Was

The Day Is Done. I'm Having Fun. I Think I'm Dumb. Or Maybe Just Happy.

I Like To Have Strong Opinions With Nothing To Back Them Up With Besides My Primal Sincerity. I Like Sincerity. I Lack Sincerity.

I Have To Admit I've Found Myself Doing The Same Things That A Lot Of Other Rock Stars Do Or Are Forced To Do. Which Is Not Being Able To Respond To Mail, Not Being Able To Keep Up On Current Music, And I'm Pretty Much Locked Away A Lot. The Outside World Is Pretty Foreign To Me.

Sometimes I Wish I Had Taken The Bob Dylan Route And Sang Songs Where My Voice Would Not Go Out On Me Every Night, So I Could Have A Career If I Wanted.

All My Life, I Never Believed Most Things I Read In History Books And A Lot Of Things I Learned In School. But Now I've Found I Don't Have The Right To Make A Judgment On Someone Based On Something I've Read. I Don't Have The Right To Judge Anything. That's The Lesson I've Learned