Bring the good old bugle, boys! We'll sing another song.

Father, dear father, come home with me now, The clock in the belfry strikes one; You said you were coming right home from the shop, As soon as your day's work was done

Every genuine boy is a rebel and an anarch. If he were allowed to develop according to his own instincts, his own inclinations, society would undergo such a radical transformation as to make the adult revolutionary cower and cringe.

Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear

We knew we were bigger than those boys, so we decided we were going to pound the rock all night. It was real effective.

[That kicked off quite a run for Los Lonely Boys. Their accessible, earthy brand of Latin-tinged rock earned rave reviews, with Henry Garza drawing favorable comparisons to Carlos Santana.] Heaven ... a dream come true.