If You Could Only Hear What I

My Songs Are Like My Kids.

Forced To Recognize Our Inhumanity, Our Reason Coexists With Our Insanity. And Though We Choose Between Reality And Madness, It's Either Sadness Or Euphoria.

I Believe That All Important Matters Have To Be Settled Here, Not In The Clouds Somewhere After We Kick Off.

You Want To Give People A Reason To Hate My Guts More? I'm Making More Money.

Streetlife Serenader Never Sang On Stages, Needs No Orchestration, Melody Comes Easy, Need No Vast Arrangement To Do Their Harmonizing.