Too Much Of Nothing Can Turn A

Well, It's Always Been My Nature To Take Chances My Right Hand Drawing Back While My Left Hand Advances

Thinking Of A Series Of Dreams Where The Time And The Tempo Fly And There's No Exit In Any Direction 'cept The One That You Can't See With Your Eyes

I Was Sick Of The Way My Lyrics Had Been Extrapolated, Their Meanings Subverted Into Polemics And That I Had Been Anointed As The Big Bubba Of Rebellion, High Priest Of Protest, The Duke Of Disobedience, Leader Of The Freeloaders, Kaiser Of Apostasy, Archbishop Of Anarchy, The Big Cheese. Horrible Titles Any Way You Want To Look At It. All Code Words For Outlaw.

I Gaze Into The Doorway Of Temptation's Angry Flame And Every Time I Pass That Way I Always Hear My Name

May You Grow Up To Be Righteous, May You Grow Up To Be True. May You Always Know The Truth And See The Lights Surrounding You. May You Always Be Courageous, Stand Upright And Be Strong. May You Stay Forever Young.