The Inmates And Prisoners, I Found They

I Kissed Goodbye The Howling Beast On The Borderline Which Separated You From Me.

Some Of The Old Folk Singers Used To Phrase Things In An Interesting Way, And Then, I Got My Style From Seeing A Lot Of Outdoor-type Poets, Who Would Recite Their Poetry. When You Don't Have A Guitar, You Recite Things Differently, And There Used To Be Quite A Few Poets In The Jazz Clubs, Who Would Recite With A Different Type Of Attitude.

On The Cliffs Of Your Wild Cat Charms I'm Riding.

So, I Don't Know. I Think So. It's All In The Heart, Whatever Keeps You That Way. Keeps You Forever Young. Forever Young Doesn't Necessarily Mean That You Don't Grow Old, But You Just Have Some Contact With What Put You Where You Are. You Know, Keep Some Type Of Contact. Anyway...

They Like To Take All This Money From Sin, Build Big Universities To Study In, Sing Amazing Grace All The Way To The Swiss Banks.