While Friends And Lovers Mourn Your Silly

Reverend Smith, He Recognized Me And Punched Me In The Nose.

The Late Sixties And Early Seventies Were Kind Of A Breeding Ground For Exciting New Sounds Because Easy Listening And Folk Were Kind Of Taking Over The Airwaves. I Think It Was A Natural Next Step To Take That Blissful, Easygoing Sound And Strangle The Life Out Of It.

I Appreciate An Audience That Reacts To The Music, Even If They Jump On Stage And Try To Beat Us Up, I Think That's A Fantastic Reaction. I Think That They're Really Hearing Something Then.

Chained In A Cell, Got My Own Private Hell. Preacher Crucifies Me, Warden Wants To Fry Me.

Scoring High In Procreation, Got An A Studying Female Anatomy.