Just as much as John dislikes all the songs he ever wrote, I love them. I consider myself pretty dern lucky that I've found myself in the middle of so many talented people. I'd prefer it if they were illiterate or something so I'd have some amount of superiority or something. Damned gifted bastards. This could have been any number of songs from the Balcony, Julie's Traffic, or Stories From the Frontier.
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