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Shakespeare's Last Play Was Called The Tempest. It Wasn't Called Just Plain Tempest. The Name Of My Record Is Just Plain Tempest. It's Two Different Titles.

He's Hell Bent For Destruction, He's Afraid And Confused, And His Brain Has Been Mismanaged With Great Skill.

What Good Are Fans? You Can't Eat Applause For Breakfast. You Can't Sleep With It.

Proud To Steal Her Anything She Sees, But You Will Wind Up Peeking Through Her Key Hole Down Upon Your Knees.

Advertising Signs: They Con You Into Thinking You're The One That Can Do What's Never Been Done That Can Win What's Never Been Won Meantime Life Outside Goes On All Around You