I'm Eighteen, And I Don't Know What

I'm Eighteen And I Like It.

I Haven't Had An Alcoholic Drink In 22 Years, But When I Did Drink I'd Go For Either Canadian Whisky Or Budweiser. Sometimes Both. For A Long Time I Used To Think "hey You, Get Off The Floor!" Was My Name.

If You Get Earaches, I'd Turn My Volume Down A Notch Or Two For You. Cause I Will Do Anything For You.

Besides, When I Read The List Of People Who Are Supporting Kerry, If I Wasn't Already A Bush Supporter, I Would Have Immediately Switched. Linda Ronstadt? Don Henley? Geez, That's A Good Reason Right There To Vote For Bush.

It Doesn't Matter How Many Drugs I Take, I'm Not Fulfilled. This Isn't Satisfying. There's A Spiritual Hunger Going On. Everybody Feels It. If You Don't Feel It Now, You Will. Trust Me. You Will... Drinking Beer Is Easy. Trashing Your Hotel Room Is Easy. But Being A Christian, That's A Tough Call. That's The Real Rebellion.