We Gotta Stop Smokin', Stop, Stop. I

Manic Depression Is A Frustratin' Mess.

See, That's Nothing But Blues, That's All I'm Singing About. It's Today's Blues.

You Have To Give People Something To Dream On.

Sometimes Music Comes Across To Me Just When I Am Sitting Around Doing Nothing, And Then The Music Makes Me Think Of A Few Words I Might Have Written.

Every City In The World Always Has A Gang, A Street Gang, Or The So-called Outcasts.