Don't Try To Be Like Me. Try

I Believe That Angels Breathe And That Love Will Live On And Never Leave

I Get Terrible Butterflies. Before I Go Onstage, I'll Have To Freak Out For Five Minutes. I Scream. It Seems To Help!

Every Day I Lugged My Backpack Through The Halls, Waiting For The Final Bell. Then I'd Race Home And Hole Up In My Room, Playing The Drums And The Piano, Composing Music.

I Like My Hair Long Because I Have Really Big Ears.

Grobanite Makes Me Think Of A Type Of Harmless Crustacean.