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If Somebody Had Told Me That You Have A Choice Of Being A Rock Star Or Playing Left Field For The Tigers, There Would Not Have Been A Choice At All. I Would Have Said, 'where's My Locker?'

Every Rock'n'roll Band I Know, Guys With Long Hair And Tattoos, Plays Golf Now.

Women On The Streets Want Money When We Meet. I Take Them For A Little Ride, Chop, Chop, Chop.

Militant Mothers Hiding In The Basement Using Pots And Pans As Their Shields And Their Helmets.

If You Blink Your Eyes Or Go Get A Coke, You've Missed 10 Things.