(2:40)  God gave me this here guitar  Pointed to the farthest star and said, "Son  You got a long long way to go"  I said, "I'm the daughter you never had  and I'm really good when I'm bein' bad"  and I'm about to cut the strings on this puppet show  Now to be a stick of dynamite  predicting rain and not a cloud in sight  that's who I am and that's what I'll do for you  We were goin out the other night and I'm wearin my favorite  jeans alright with lots of holes and lots of leg in sight  "How come you're wearing that?" he siad  'cause people are hungry and the people are threads  and I'll wear these jeans til everybody's fed  Maybe wish, maybe that, maybe this is all the love you can muster up  Well I called my friend the other day  He lives in that modern town of L.A.  His answering machine said, leave a message friend  It said, practice random acts of kindness  and senseless acts of beauty  and put your cliche softly in the end.