She was late. I hate to wait. She’s never usually like this.

The angry young man is on the loose again You thought you saw the last of him but he’s far from his end They put him away for awhile but...

This ain’t just any old highway, this is the blues turnpike.

Avenue X, where all the X's end up.

Where do I start? I have so much to say / Where do I start? I need to find the way.

Time to pick things up and start moving again/Time to stop talking and start doing again/Time to actually do what you tell yourself you do.

A large, randomized, open-label, double-blind, double-dummy, 24-month study of subjects suffering from acute heartbreak syndrome.

One land between the sea and river / Israel, Israel, ours forever.

Banish those spirits that are watching from the woods / rip out that devil lurking under the hood.

Uncork the bottle / but shake it up real hard first.

I see your name out there, but I wonder why I still care.

So write the damn song, be done with the past.

Who is that girl? / Where’s she from, what’s she all about?

Now hey girl you’re getting married at last / No one can accuse you of moving too fast.

I’m not gonna stop until I’m done / It’s vacation time! Gonna have me some fun.

Instead of feeling railroaded, how about riding the train.

I’m running away from the past and I don’t want to know the future.

‘Cause there’s something in the night, a spirit in the night / Some kind of magic in the night, all through the night.

You better let that boy boogie-woogie, 'cuz it’s in him and it got to come out.

Messed up, mashed up, twisted, and gnarled.