My life's far too complicated to be summed up in one song. It would take 20 just to represent one single day.
Some days I pray to the God of sex and drums and rock and roll.
The day that I ever become hip... please shoot me and put me outta my misery!
I was lost til you were found, but I never knew how far down I was falling before I reached the bottom.
Nothing ever grows in this rotting old hole.
I'm asthmatic. I was a lot bigger back then, and I still get winded on stage today. But I've learned how to pace it now. I have musical breaks in there.