The Thing You Have To Be Prepared

When You Sing The Same Song Over And Over And Over Again, It Stops Meaning What It Originally Meant To You. It Starts Sounding Like White Noise, Or My Washing Machine.

I Only Notice The Clothes I'm Wearing.

Everywhere You Go, There's A Soundtrack. You Can't Really Quite Hear It. It's Just A Little Out Of The Range Of Hearing.

Being An Entertainer, Especially In Times Like These, Is Really A Public Service.

I Never Thought I'd Write, Because I'd Never Written Anything In My Whole Life.