Now I Do Have A Choice, And

There's A Young Man In A T-shirt Listening To A Rock And Roll Station. He's Got Greasy Hair, Greasy Smile, He Says, Lord This Must Be My Destination.

She Said She Wasn't Afraid Of Satan, In Fact, She Thought He Was A Joke. She Said She'd Tear His Tail Off And Run Her Fist Down His Throat.

My Grandmother Made Sure That I Went To Church Every Sunday. And Shed Come Over And Pick Us Boys Up, And We Would Go To The Nazarene Church. And Back Then, That Was About As Close To Heaven As I Ever Got, Because Just The Time To Be Able To Spend With Her, And She Was Very, Very Religious.

I Went To New York In 1974, To Either Try To Get A Record Deal, Get Into The New York Art Student League, Or Be A Dancer. So That Was My Plan. Some Plan. And I Had No Money.

In So Many Musicals Today, The Story Is Moved Forward By A Song. I Don't Think We're Gonna Try To Do That.