Every Good Band In The World Was

The Boy's Got Problems, The Boy's Got Stress, The Boy's Got A .38 Hidden In His Desk.

I Wanna Be In The Headlines, Anything To Be In The Headlines.

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey Stoopid.

Oh, I Love To Lie. That's One Of My Favorite Things In The World, Coming Up To Somebody, Especially Press People, And Telling Them Some Enormous Lie That Couldn't Possibly Be True.

When You Touch Me There, Honey, Makes My Blood Perspire, You Got My Body Flaming Like A California Fire. Pulsing, Pounding, Pushing No Longer In Control, Heatwave In My Brain, Smolder In My Soul.