What The Head Makes Cloudy The Heart

I Think My First Instrument Was A Ukulele That They Gave Me. I Used To Know How To Play That Pretty Well.

Fortune Smiles On Some, And Lets The Others Go Free.

I Saw A Dead Head Sticker On A Cadillac. A Little Voice Inside My Head Said, Don't Look Back, You Can Never Look Back.

No Shame, No Solution, No Remorse, No Retribution, Just People Selling T-shirts.

I Am An Expert Witness Because I Say I Am.