The Motorcycle Black Madonna Two Wheeled Gypsy

I Used To Play Hockey When I Was Growing Up. Everyone Sort Of Learns How To Skate And Play Hockey At An Early Age.

Everybody's Wearing A Disguise, To Hide What They've Got Left Behind Their Eyes.

To Preach Of Peace And Brotherhood, Oh What Might Be The Cost? A Man He Did It Long Ago, And They Hung Him On A Cross.

You Can Have Your Youth It'll Rot Before Your Eyes

I Change During The Course Of A Day. I Wake And I'm One Person, And When I Go To Sleep I Know For Certain I'm Somebody Else.