I'll sleep when I'm dead.
Little old lady got mutilated late last night, werewolves of London, again.
Excitable boy, they all said, he killed and raped her and brought her home.
I got to be Jim Morrison a lot longer than he did.
LeRoy says there's something you should know, not everybody has a place to go. And home is just a place to hang your head, and dream of things to do in Denver when you're dead.
I mean, I haven't been completely lacking in some enjoyment of Chuck Berry or Buddy Holly. But I just didn't pay attention to that period of music, obviously.