If I Had To Do It All

If It's Planned, It's Boring

Is This The Real Life? Is This Just Fantasy? Caught In A Landslide, No Escape From Reality. Open Your Eyes, Look Up To The Skies And See, I'm Just A Poor Boy, I Need No Sympathy, Because I'm Easy Come, Easy Go, Little High, Little Low, Any Way The Wind Blows Doesn't Really Matter To Me, To Me.

Money May Not Buy Happiness, But It Can Damn Well Give It!

Rod Stewart, Elton John And I Were Going To Form A Band Called Hair, Nose & Teeth After The Three Of Us. But It Hasn't Happened Because None Of Us Can Agree On The Order Of The Words!

It Destroys The Soul To Hear That You're All Hype, That You Have No Talent, And That Your Whole Career Has Been Contrived.