I'm Eighteen And I Like It.

I Don't Know, But I've Been Told, The Streets Of Hell Are Paved With Gold.

Give Me Lace And Whiskey, Mama's Own Remedy.

Chained In A Cell, Got My Own Private Hell. Preacher Crucifies Me, Warden Wants To Fry Me.

I Mean, I Could Go Ahead And Cut My Head Off In The Guillotine, And It Looks Great, ... Well, Now You Turn On Cnn And Guys Are Really Getting Their Heads Cut Off. ... As Insane As Our Fantasy World Gets, It's Nowhere Near As Scary As Reality.

We Just Set It Up And Recorded It The Way We Played It. But That Was The Way We Played It Then.