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Now I Do Have A Choice, And I'm Not Going To Do Anything I Don't Want To Do.

There's A Young Man In A T-shirt Listening To A Rock And Roll Station. He's Got Greasy Hair, Greasy Smile, He Says, Lord This Must Be My Destination.

The Cd, It Should Be Noted, Was Born Out Of Greed. It Was Devised To Prop Up Record Sales On The Expectation Of People Replenishing Their Record Collections With Cds Of Albums They Had Already Purchased.

Rock'n'roll Starts Between The Legs And Goes Through The Heart, Then To The Head. As Long As It Does Those Three Things, It's A Great Rock Song.

For Me Or A Bruce Springsteen To Sit Up In Our Ivory Towers And Make Comments About Racism, Well, Were Not Really In It, Are We?