There's A Freeway Running Through The Yard.

The Waiting Is The Hardest Part, Every Day You Get One More Yard. You Take It On Faith, You Take It To The Heart, The Waiting Is Hardest Part.

You Can Stand Me Up At The Gates Of Hell, But I Won't Back Down.

My Mama Was A Rocker Way Back In Fifty-three, Buys Them Old Records That They Sell On Tv.

I Think Sometimes Maybe You're Going To Connect With The Audience More Than Others, But The Journey Is About Getting All There Is To Get Out Of This Group Of People.

There Was No Use Pretending, No Magic Left To Hear, All The Music Gave Me Was A Craving For Lite Beer.