For Me, You Say The Words 'concept

For Me, You Say The Words 'concept Record,' And The First Thing I Think Of Is Theater Or The Opera Or Something.

Alone In A World, With Millions Of Souls Walking In Circles Trapped In Their Dreams Unhealthy, Unclean Walking In Circles, Now Do Not Disturb Scream In Silence Everyone's Sleeping

I'm Strong On The Outside, Not All The Way Through. I've Never Been Perfect, But Neither Have You.

To Pigeonhole A Genre As Being Successful Or Unsuccessful Is Weird.

The Rule In Music Land Is Never Doody In The Bus And Never Doody In The Rv.