Give Me Lace And Whiskey, Mama's Own

The Only Real Person You Need To Know Is You.

Every Good Band In The World Was A Cover Band First. The Beatles Were And The Stones Were. Everybody Was A Cover Band.

She Didn't Know That There Was More Of Me, She'd Have To Learn To Love All Four Of Me.

I'll Take You To The Deepest, Darkest, Hottest Lover's Lane For A Little Spark In The Dark.

You Just Let Your Lower Self Go, And Then It Takes On All These Aspects Of The Society - The City With Horns Blowing, The People Yelling Things At Each Other, And The All-in-all Violence And Chaos Of The City. Put That On Stage With Music, And That's What This Is.