
Rain, rain go away . . . or not. I really don't care.
On 3 Chords & the Truth, the music is all good, and the company is all good, and that's all we need. The end.
What do you mean I have to write more than that?

What do you mean by "That sounds a little thin?"
IT'S MISERABLE outside here in Omaha, by God, Nebraska. It's all right inside . . . with the Big Show and with all the cool tunes.
It's all good. We're having fun. End of story. Leave me alone. I've got music to play.
What do you mean you don't like my attitude?
Quit being such a party pooper and a spoilsport. It's all wet -- outside -- and it's all good inside . . . except for Mr. It-Sounds-a-Little-Thin. Go. Get outside in the rain. Serves you right.
Now, my children, where were we? Oh, right. . . .
IT'S 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
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