Yeah, como esta usted senorita

And I was born in the backseat of a Greyhound bus

Rolling down highway forty-one

 Mother Earth

Flower Child

'Cause I'm as free as a bird now. 

And this bird you cannot change 

Let's Make Thunder

My way

Days Of Glory

Sleepless nights, at least they paid of

Flowers In My Daydream

Poor Headless Indian Child 

I don't want to die,
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

Whisper into my eye and you will be changed

Look into my eye and you will see the depth of life

Feel my eye on your face and you will fear for your mind

Smell the stench of my eye and you will die

I send the rain and bring the sun
I stand alone and speak the truth

I left my body on my bed 

 I flew away inside my head 

I looked beyond the stars 

I found the mountain of lonely scars

I see the wolf inside my mind

I follow til the night is blind

Thin Line