When In Doubt, Play Track 4 -

You've Got A Chemistry Class; I Want A Piece Of Your Mind; You Don't Know What You Started When You Mixed It Up With Mine.

I Wanna Bite The Hand That Feeds Me. I Wanna Bite That Hand So Badly. I Want To Make Them Wish They'd Never Seen Me.

Your Mind Is Made Up But Your Mouth Is Undone.

I Mistrust These People In Music Industry Who Can Be Everybody. This Is Where Technology Dictates To Them. I Mistrust That, That In Somehow The Chips Capture The Soul Of A Player, That's Patent Nonsense.

Life For Me Is About Movement.