You Can't Teach The Old Maestro A

Things Are So Hard To Figure Out When You Live From Day To Day In This Feverish And Silly World.

To Think That So Much Comes To So Little, To Think That Life Is Really Short.

...and Performing Our One And Noble Function Of The Time, Move.

It Is Not My Fault That Certain So-called Bohemian Elements Have Found In My Writings Something To Hang Their Peculiar Beatnik Theories On.

She Talks With A Broken Heart - Her Voice Lutes Brokenly Like A Heart Lost, Musically Too, Like In A Lost Grove, It's Almost Too Much To Bear Sometimes Like Some Fantastic Futuristic Jerry Southern Singer In A Nightclub Who Steps Up To The Mike In The Spotlight In Las Vegas But Doesn't Even Have To Sing, Just Talk, To Make Men Sigh And Women Wonder I Guess.