You Feel Like A Prisoner If You

A Lot Of The Songs Start With An Image. I Was Sitting There Playing The Guitar And I Pictured This Old, Dirty Green Car, With The Window Rolled Down, In The Hot, Hot, Hot Texas Heat, And This Beautiful Woman I Knew When I Was A Kid Sitting Behind The Wheel, Looking Out At Me.

There's Nothing I Hate More Than Nothing. Nothing Keeps Me Up At Night. I Toss And Turn Over Nothing. Nothing Could Cause A Great Big Fight.

Philosophy Is Talk On A Cereal Box.

But Who Cares? I Can Honestly Look Back And Realize That Everything Happened For A Reason. Everything That Fell Apart Has Fallen Back Into Place Beautifully And Magically.

There's Nothing I Hate More Than Nothing.