We Live A Dying Dream, If You

When A Lot Of Musicians Change Styles, Their Songwriting Suffers Because They Want To Be Different.

Gold And Silver And Sunshine Is Rising Up.

If I Had A Gun, I'd Shoot A Hole Into The Sun And Love Would Burn This City Down For You.

I'm Embarrassed When I See Brits Abroad; They Have Their Tops Off, Wear Flip Flops, And Shout At The Top Of Their Voices.

Thank You For The Sun, The One That Shines On Everyone, Who Feels Love...