How About A Cheer For All Those

There Was No Use Pretending, No Magic Left To Hear, All The Music Gave Me Was A Craving For Lite Beer.

Oh Yeah, Alright, Take It Easy Baby, Make It Last All Night. She Was An American Girl.

The Music Has To Be Affordable. It's The Common Man That Keeps It Going, And If You Price It Out Of His Realm, It Becomes A Thing Of The Elite.

I'll Stand My Ground And I Won't Back Down.

Yeah, The World Would Swing If I Were King. Can I Help It If I Still Dream Time To Time?