When I Look At Great Works Of

You Can Speak Your Mind But Not On My Time.

The Piano Sounds Like A Carnival And The Microphone Smells Like A Beer. And They Sit At The Bar And Put Bread In My Jar And Say, Man, What Are You Doing Here?

This Is The Time To Remember Cause It Will Not Last Forever. These Are The Days To Hold Onto Cause We Won't Although We'll Want To.

In Every Heart There Is A Room, A Sanctuary Safe And Strong, To Heal The Wounds From Lovers Past, Until A New One Comes Along

You Get Paid Like A Really Good Call Girl. Walking Offstage Is Like The Walk Of Shame.