I'm Not Really Thinking Much... Just Sort

All My Life I Just Wanted To Be A Beatnik. Meet All The Heavies, Get Stoned, Get Laid, Have A Good Time. That's All I Ever Wanted. Except I Knew I Had A Good Voice And I Could Always Get A Couple Of Beers Off Of It. All Of A Sudden Someone Threw Me In This Rock 'n' Roll Band. They Threw These Musicians At Me, Man, And The Sound Was Coming From Behind. The Bass Was Charging Me. And I Decided Then And There That That Was It. I Never Wanted To Do Anything Else. It Was Better Than It Had Been With Any Man, You Know. Maybe That's The Trouble.

Distance Cannot Kill This Relationship. Time Cannot Breakdown Anything We Have. This Is A Relationship That I Am Ready To Sacrifice And Stand Up For.

In My Insides, It Really Hurts If Someone Doesn't Like Me. It's Silly.

Maybe My Audiences Can Enjoy My Music More If They Think I'm Destroying Myself.

Don't You Know That You're Nothing More Than A One Night Stand?