I Know My Dad Is A Big

I Was Like A Clock That Had Exploded- My Springs Were Hanging Out, My Hands Were Cockeyed, And My Numbers Were Falling Off.

Give Her The Continent And She Wanted The Hemisphere.

My Work Was Done, So It Was Time To Start Digging My Grave Again.

A Rock Star Does Not Age!

Music Itself Was Color-blind But The Media And The Radio Stations Segregate It Based On Their Perceptions Of The Artists.