Praise Doesn't Mean Anything To Me. I

Looking Hard For A Drive In, Searching For A Corner Cafe, Where The Hamburgers Sizzle On An Open Grill Night And Day.

Hail, Hail Rock And Roll / Deliver Me From The Days Of Old.

Could You Imagine The Way I Felt, I Couldn't Unfasten Her Safety Belt. All The Way Home I Held A Grudge, For The Safety Belt That Wouldn't Budge.

The Big Band Era Is My Era. People Say, 'where Did You Get Your Style From?' I Did The Big Band Era On Guitar. That's The Best Way I Could Explain It.

Prejudice Doesn't Make Me Mad. It Just - I Guess 'pisses Me Off' Is The Word.