When I Look At Great

Say Goodbye To The Oldies, But Goodies, Because The Good Old Days Weren't Always Good And Tomorrow Ain't As Bad As It Seems

When I Was 19, I Made My First Good Week's Pay As A Club Musician. It Was Enough Money For Me To Quit My Job At The Factory And Still Pay The Rent And Buy Some Food. I Freaked.

I Would Not Leave You In Your Times Of Trouble. We Never Could Have Come This Far. I Took The Good Times, I'll Take The Bad Times, I'll Take You Just The Way You Are.

Critics Have Said I Write Without Spontaneity, In Cold Blood. I Don't. I Write In Hot Blood.

A Typical Day In The Life Of A Heavy Metal Musician Consists Of A Round Of Golf And An Aa Meeting.