Me And My Friends Gonna Make A Pile Of Money


Gonna Check It Out Every Day


Me And My Wife Gonna Need Every Penny


'cos We're Throwing It All Away


But I'm Changing My Tune


And I'm Breaking Away


Me And My Friends We're Rugged Little Rockers


And We're Lazing Away The Day


Hot Wax Jacked-up On The Television


And Forgetting About The Pay


But I'm Changing My Tune


And I'm Breaking Away


Breaking Away


Four Rockers Rollin'


With A Poet In The Wings


Waiting To Blow His Heart Away


Beanos With The Road-crew


Postcards To The Wife


Stating The Menu Of The Day


Flying Through 'til Breakfast


Sleeping On The Plane


Looking A Good Deal


Better Than We'll Ever Feel Again


Is It Really Worth It?


Could It All Be Real?


Am I Just Living Out A Dream?


Sitting In A Hotel


Falling Of The Stage


Tuning In To Wonga Queen


Old Men In Boys' Clothes


Has Gone Beyond A Joke


Skin Me Another


And Pass Along The Wiskey And The Coke


Me And My Friends Are Hating Everybody


Who Was Telling Us What To Say


Heads Down Rockin' On Up And Down The Country Only


Living From Day To Day


And I'm Changing My Tune


And I'm Breaking Away


Breaking Away