Iris, If You Were A Melody...piano Melody.

There Were Times When I Thought I Got A Bit More Punishment Than Was Coming To Me, But I Don't Regret A Minute Of It Now. Each Of Us Must Be Tempered In Some Fire. Nobody Had More To Do With Choosing The Fire That Tempered Me Than Myself, And Instead Of Finding Fault With The Fire I Give Thanks That I Had The Metal To Take The Temper And Hold It.

The Thing Is, The Kids Always Rebel Against What The Parents Try To Push On Them So I'm Going To Pretend Like I Don't Want My Son To Hear The Rock. I'm Going To Listen To It Only In My Private Chambers. He'll Hear Echoes Of It And Say: "what Was That You Were Listening To Papa?" And I'll Say: "nothing Son, You're Not Ready."

My Children Are Magical Creatures And I Love Them To Death.

I'd Just Like To Be In Films That I Would Like To See. I Think Of Myself As An Entertainment Arsenal. Like I Have My Acting Bazooka And My Music Machete. And You Don't Know What I'm Going To Come At You With.

Just Because You Don't Know How To Do Stand-up Doesn't Mean You Don't Know How To Put On A Show.