INTRO: (answering machine message -- "Hey guys, this is Rosebud. Listen, I was just calling to find out if I would shave my mustache and promise to keep my balls in my pants; would you guys take me back out on tour again?")
Burritos every day. Instead of running to the border, I'm running to the toilet. The weather's got me pissed and I'm always bitching about something. Can anything ever go right? My bed is a million miles away (miles from where I want it to be), and it's lonely. But, not as lonely as me. They call him a maniac, that's his name. I understand that he's just human. I play every night. Sometimes I play with myself. It's cool. It's fun, yeah baby, alright! My bed is a million miles away (miles from where I want it to be), and it's lonely. But it's not as lonely as me. Tour diary.