I Don't Write The Songs; I Just

I Don't Think There's Enough Guns.

All The Tired Horses In The Sun How'm I Supposed To Get Any Ridin' Done? Hmm.

Bullets Can Harm You And Death Can Disarm You, But No, You Will Not Be Deceived. Stripped Of All Virtue As You Crawl Through The Dirt, You Can Give But You Cannot Receive.

I Am Against Nature. I Don't Dig Nature At All. I Think Nature Is Very Unnatural. I Think The Truly Natural Things Are Dreams, Which Nature Can't Touch With Decay.

Some People Seem To Fade Away But Then When They Are Truly Gone, It's Like They Didn't Fade Away At All.