He Thinks About His Teacher In His

It's Not Like We Did Something Wrong. We Just Burned Down The Church While The Choir Within Sang Religious Songs.

We Wanted It More Live And Raw. We Didn't Want A Studio Sound.

Baby, Shut Up And Let Me Drink The Wine From Your Fur Tea Cup.

School's Out Forever, School's Been Blown To Pieces.

I'll Take You To The Deepest, Darkest, Hottest Lover's Lane For A Little Spark In The Dark.