like most people all i want is freedom and love and good food and good friends and cold beer and a big tv and a good neighborhood and a story to live and a band to rock in and a reason to believe and a hot girl to play scrabble with and a cool breeze on a warm night and a slow jam and sweet voice and a close hug and a black copter and a dirty phone call from an nba cheerleader on a monday night in america. this reporter asked me if my real name was tony pierce and i said yeah but if you have to ask those sorts of questions maybe you shouldnt believe those sorts of answers. who doesnt want to be an undercover superhero of a vigilante gang of expelled government agents. who doesnt want to be a single young man in hollywood california in the days of the ho. and who wouldnt want to rock, yo.