The Rich Son Waits For His Father

You're A Musician: You Play. That's What You Do.

I Think That Everything Happens For A Reason, Everything Happens When It's Going To Happen.

Rock & Roll Is So Great, People Should Start Dying For It. You Don't Understand. The Music Gave You Back Your Beat So You Could Dream...the People Just Have To Die For The Music. People Are Dying For Everything Else, So Why Not For Music? Die For It. Isn't It Pretty? Wouldn't You Die For Something Pretty?

I Always Believed That I Have Something Important To Say And I Said It.

How Could You Even Dream Or Think Something Of Someone Who Is As Uncommercial As I Am?