I Think That Songwriting Changed When Groups

Money's The Solution, Curing All The Ails Of The Nation. But What About The Hearts Of Man?

I Met Her In A Club Down In North Soho, Where You Drink Champagne And It Tastes Just Like Coca-cola.

He's Better Than The Rest, And His Arm Sweat Smells The Best.

You're Dumb, But Don't Give In.

My Dad Taught Me About Music. He Used To Tap Dance.