These Poor Kids In Baghdad Have No

Make No Mistake: Bob Ritchie's Up Early In The Morning Taking Pictures Of His Son On The First Day Of His Senior Year. Kid Rock Is Passed Out In A Hotel Room Somewhere With Four Scantily-clad Women.

I Have Nightmares That I'm Going To Wake Up, And Everyone's Driving A Prius And Living In A Condo, And We're All Getting Health Insurance.

I Got Into Rock And Roll To Piss My Parents Off And The Establishment Around Me.

Getting Married Was A Ball. Being Married Was... A Nightmare.

Go Where You're Celebrated, Not Tolerated. I'm Celebrated In Detroit.