The Introduction Of Heartache Began As A

When I Heard The Beatles, I Thought Thats It. That's What I Want To Be. I Want To Be A Beatle.

The Birth Of A Doubt That Was Once Your Belief Is Drowning In The Tears That You Cry.

The Bike Went Up In The Air And Landed On My Back. It Broke My Neck, Smashed My Collarbone And Splinters Of Bone Severed My Main Artery. My Lung filled Up With Blood. I Severed My Nerves And To This Day I Have No Feeling There.

I Can Honestly Say, All The Bad Things That Ever Happened To Me Were Directly, Directly Attributed To Drugs And Alcohol. I Mean, I Would Never Urinate At The Alamo At Nine O'clock In The Morning Dressed In A Woman's Evening Dress Sober.

Thank God For The Bomb. Nuke Ya, Nuke Ya.