Now There's A Grown-up Swinging Town.

All Day Long, They Lie In The Sun, And When The Sun Goes Down, They Lie Some More.

You Only Live Once, And The Way I Live, Once Is Enough.

I'm Gonna Live Till I Die.

Rock 'n Roll: The Most Brutal, Ugly, Desperate, Vicious Form Of Expression It Has Been My Misfortune To Hear.

You Are The Promised Kiss Of Springtime That Makes The Lonely Winter Seem Long. You Are The Breathless Hush Of Evening That Trembles On The Brink Of A Lovely Song.