Singing from Victrola: It's so hard bein' a rock star...playin' in a new town ev'ry day...four thousands of people, who paid forty bucks a head, and you never learn their names...

Singing from Victrola: ...and then there's all the strangers who wanna get it on with you...hey! Didja ever think about that!?

Singing from Victrola: ...Well, don't even get me started on the money and all thd drugs..how could anybody deal with all that?

[[BoxJam has started crying]]

Singing from Victrola: Yeah it's so hard bein' a rock star...why doesn't anybody understand?...

BoxJam: *snif*