I'm Your Top Prime Cut Of Meat,

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.

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

Hard Rock Will Always Be Hard Rock, But You Don't Really Know What Is Rock - And What Isn't - Anymore. I Don't Consider A Lot Of The Pop Things I Hear On The Radio To Be Rock 'n' Roll. It's Just Kind Of Fragmented.

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

I Hear You Calling And It's Needles And Pins (and Pins) I Want To Hurt You Just To Hear You Screaming My Name Don't Want To Touch You But You're Under My Skin (deep In) I Want To Kiss You But Your Lips Are Venomous Poison