With Only One Thing In Common, They

It's The Age Of Reason For The Anarchist.

He Wants His Home And Security, He Wants To Live Like A Sailor At Sea.

When You Have Kids, You Start Thinking About Their Future And You Forget About Yours.

You Go To La, Or You Go To New York, And It's Really Fun To Go There. But They're Not Grounded. Everybody Is Just Competing All The Time For The Limelight. It's Too Much Entertainment Industry. There Are Too Many Choices. And It's Distracting To Me.

He Spent All Night Staring Down At The Lights On L.a., Wondering If He Ever Could Go Home.