It Goes Back To The Destiny Thing.i

All That Foreign Oil Controlling American Soil.

I Think Of Rock 'n' Roll As A Combination Of Country Blues And Swing Band Music, Not Chicago Blues, And Modern Pop.

The Only Thing I Knew How To Do Was To Keep On Keeping On

Well, I Try My Best To Be Just Like I Am, But Everybody Wants You To Be Just Like Them, They Sing While You Slave And I Just Get Bored

As He Weeps To Wicked Birds Of Prey, Who Pick Up On His Bread Crumb Sins, And There Are No Sins Inside The Gates Of Eden.