For Gawd's sake, there's only so much room on the top of of a guitar.

I'm getting visions of a strip of paper covered in tiny letters, getting tinier towards the bottom...

"And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and what does that say?
And reflect it from the something so that all men can something else
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I PLEASE TURN OVER... Buggeration..."