If Dirt Were Dollars, I Wouldn't Have

It Was Pretty Frightening Because As We All Know, When Large, Famous Groups Breakup, A Lot Of The Members Don't Survive In Solo Careers.

The Government Bugged The Men's Room In The Local Disco Lounge.

We Live A Protracted Adolescence. At Some Point You Must Leave The Party.

Selling Eight Million Copies Of Your First Album Will Mess You Up.

There Is Not Wrong, There Is No Right, And I Will Sleep Very Well Tonight.