Even A Genius Has His Questions.

But Tomorrow I See A Change, A Chance To Build Anew, Built On Spirit, Intent Of Heart, And Ideas Based On Truth. Tomorrow I Wake With Second Wind And Strong Ideas Of Pride. I Know I Fought With All My Heart To Keep The Dream Alive.

Give Me A Paper And Pen, So I Can Write About My Life Of Sin. A Couple Of Bottles Of Gin, In Case I Don't Get In.

The Evil The U Are The Brighter U Will Get

After A Long Day Of Trying, To Make My Songs Pay, Making Love All Day Against The Wall In The Hallway.

All I'm Trying To Do Is Survive And Make Good Out Of The Dirty, Nasty, Unbelievable Lifestyle That They Gave Me.