There Used To Be This Real Sense

I Love The Music. I'm Never, Ever Tired Of Playing It.

We Could Move Catalog, If He'd Only Die Quicker.

You Get Into Your Late Fifties, People Start Falling Like Flies All Around You. I Don't Take Life For Granted Any More. I'm Really Glad To Be Here.

How About A Cheer For All Those Bad Girls! And All Those Boys That Play That Rock 'n' Roll! They Love It Like You Love Jesus.

Gypsies At Home Watching Jerry Falwell On Tv, Might Mean Something To You, It Ain't Nothing To Me.