I believe that instinct is what makes a genius a genius.
I think I have a dualistic nature.
The songs are my lexicon. I believe the songs.
Now the wintertime is coming The windows are filled with frost I went to tell everybody But I could not get across Well, I wanna be your lover, baby I don't wanna be your boss Don't say I never warned you When your train gets lost.
At times in my life the only place I have been happy is when I am on stage.
Who Killed Davey Moore? Why and what's the reason for?