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I sold my soul for Rock N' Roll...
Gladly, I'll go have a drink at hell's bar with Morrison and Bon Scott .Cheerio kiddies.
You tell me you're an unbelieverSpiritualist? Well me I'm neitherBut wouldn't you like to knowThe truthOf what's out there to have the proofAnd find out just which sideYou're onWhere would you end in Heaven orIn Hell?Help me. Help me to find my trueSelf without seeing the futureSave me, save me from torturingMyself even within my dreamsThere's got to be just more to itThan thisOr tell me why do we existI'd like to think that when I dieI'd get a chance another timeAnd to return and live againReincarnate, play the gameAgain and again and again
when you're dead, you're dead. worms and bugs eat your body and you turn into dirt and dust,That i believe!! thats it, YES soul, YES heaven, YES hell, NO afterlife.
"Believe it or not, Playboy's sending a photographer over to shoot me," "I just hope they airbrush my nipples."
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