Front Matter

Here’s another misfit, another Jimmy Dean
Bet he’s got a motorbike; what do y’all think?

Bet if we be good we’ll get a ride on it
If he ain’t too mad about the future.

Maybe we oughta help him see
The future ain’t what it used to be

Tom Petty, “Spike

She was long and tall, she was the queen of them all
I asked her to marry me, she smiled and pulled out a knife

The party’s just beginning she said: your money or your life
Last night, talking about last night

Roy Orbison (as Lefty Wilbury), “Last Night

I can’t help about the shape I’m in
I can’t sing, I ain’t pretty and my legs are thin

But don’t ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to

Peter Green via the 1969 incarnation of Fleetwood Mac, “Oh Well