It Used To Be Said: As Gm

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

Hard Rock Will Always Be Hard Rock, But You Don't Really Know What Is Rock - And What Isn't - Anymore. I Don't Consider A Lot Of The Pop Things I Hear On The Radio To Be Rock 'n' Roll. It's Just Kind Of Fragmented.

Give Me Lace And Whiskey, Mama's Own Remedy.

That Was Very Close To Getting Killed. Usually At Pop Festivals We Have People Jumping On Stage.

The Hippies Wanted Peace And Love. We Wanted Ferraris, Blondes And Switchblades.