It went on yesterday and it's going on tonight, somewhere there's somebody ain't treatin' somebody right.

He spent all night staring down at the lights on L.A., wondering if he ever could go home.

Like a rock, standing arrow straight. Like a rock, charging from the gate.

I love working with different musicians in the studio, that's a real joy working with someone for the first time.

My management tells me, Don't be optimistic, because it's the young people's world now. They want to hear what they want to hear, and you're a classic rocker. I don't know if you're gonna get the play.

Here comes old Rosie she's looking mighty fine, here comes hot Nancy she's steppin' right on time. There go the street lights bringing on the night, here come the men faces hidden from the light.

I guess I lost my way, there were so many roads. I was living to run, and running to live, never worried about paying or even how much I owed.