Tonight I Just Need My Guitar.

Truth Is Stranger Than Fishin.

I've Always Found Drugs And Alcohol Somewhat Pedestrian. It's Like, I Don't Need An External Agent To Open My Mind. I'm Here, Conscious, Alert, Present. Why Would I Alter That?

Wasting Away Again In Margaritaville, Searching For My Lost Shaker Of Salt.

I'm Getting Old, Don't Wear Underwear, And I Don't Go To Church.

Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On.