Ok so... Some things I like..
This town don't feel mineI'm fast to get away-FAR I dressed you in her clothesNow drive me far - away, away, away It feels good to know your mineNow drive me far - away, away, awayFAR awayI don't care where just FAR - away And I don't care FAR - awayAnd I don't care where just FAR ....

These dreams'll raise you upSome kids wanna be rockstars, andsome kids wanna be firemenBut those dreams'll mess you upIf you're in it for the brightlights and the battle scarsIt'll turn you into a liar, manI don't know if I've seen a million facesI'm not sure if I've rocked them allAll I know is I've met a lot of peopleFilled a lot of spacesLearned to jump and learned to take a fallAnd if that's not livin' large, thenI'm happy livin' smallWell, most of us, when we go out looking,as we do, for our lovers and our friendsYea, we know it's not just supposed tobe about what looks goodWe know it's not really all about the benjaminsYea, but business is a lot like love andbusiness is a lot like friendship, isn't it?Yea, well either way, if you just go outlooking for what's rich and hotYou'll end up with a piece of shitI don't know if I'll make a million dollarsYea who knows, maybe if I return those calls...All I know is when I tune in,turn on and go outIt's not my radioIt's not my tv showIt's not my rock-n-rollLooks like one big fashion showAll these punk rock pimps and hoesSellin' this and sellin' thoseSodas, cars and phonesI mean, what's the dilly, yo?This channel isn't clear at allAnd if that's what passes thesedays for livin' largeThen I'm happy livin' small.