I Get Bombed For Breakfast In The

I Had A Little Richard And That Black Piano, Oh That Sweet Georgia Peach, And The Boy Form Tupelo.

I Was Ready To Approach Her With My English Charm, When Her Brass Knuckled Boyfriend Grabbed Me By The Arm.

I Love Football, But I'm Sick Of The World Cup. I Don't Even Care About England.

There Ain't Been No Angels In Heaven Around Since God Invented Girls.

What We Should Be Doing As Musicians Is Trying To Bring People Together.