My music fights against the system that teaches to live and die.

Time to live, time to lie, time to laugh, and time to die. Take it easy baby. Take it as it comes.

I consider myself a poet first and a musician second. I live like a poet and I'll die like a poet.

So, come with me, to a land of liberty, where we can live, live our lives and be free.

To live is to be musical, starting with the blood dancing in your veins. Everything living has a rhythm. Do you feel your music?

I kept talking to my producers at Columbia about recording one of those [prison] shows. So we went into Folsom on February 11, 1968, and recorded a show live.