Playing The Drums Hurts My Back.

Remember How You Made Me Crazy, Remember How I Made You Scream.

There Are People In Your Life Who've Come And Gone, They Let You Down And Hurt Your Pride. Better Put It All Behind You, Life Goes On, You Keep Carrying That Anger, It'll Eat You Up Inside.

Fortune Smiles On Some, And Lets The Others Go Free.

Who Knows How Long This Will Last, Now We've Come So Far So Fast.

Some Records With Drum Machines On Them Sound Phony And Plastic. It All Depends On How You Use The Tools.