Everywhere You Go
[lyric: CYJAN]
Gangrene rules over your body
All your limbs give way from decay
You are witness of your end
Sorrowful view on remains
Your loud screams can't help you now
The end of life is your destiny
Black gangrene still attacks
You fight till death, but with no result
Internal pain is what you feel
Destroys your flesh with hideous hate
A wild life deprived of sense
You count seconds to your death
Every Time It Rains
Michael Jackson's people called me to write a song for him, and this was it, though he didn't record it. It's really the type of song I don't write - a straightforward love song. But I'm glad I get a chance to get out of myself a little bit and do something like this. It wouldn't surprise me if "Every Time It Rains" were the easiest to take for people who've never heard me before.
There's this Web site devoted to me, and the people who go on there recently voted on what their favorite songs are. And the songs they like best are the ones like "Marie" [from 1974's Good Old Boys] - "You looked like a princess the night we met/ With your hair piled up high/ I will never forget." They like the romantic me, even the biggest fans I have. But I don't work in that vein much. It's funny. It's like, why me? Why not like Billy Joel?