Meat Loaf

Meat Loaf
Michael Lee Adayis an American musician, singer, songwriter, record producer and actor usually known by his stage name Meat Loaf. He is noted for the Bat Out of Hell trilogy of albums, consisting of Bat Out of Hell, Bat Out of Hell II: Back into Hell, and Bat Out of Hell III: The Monster is Loose. Bat Out of Hell has sold more than 43 million copies worldwide. Almost 40 years after its release, it still sells an estimated 200,000...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionRock Singer
Date of Birth27 September 1947
CityDallas, TX
CountryUnited States of America
When I do film, I really take on roles and I take on characters.
When your name is on the marquee, you either get the glory or you get the hits.
A lot of actors, they know the camera's there, and if somebody moves around or makes noise or whatever then they get all distracted, but I pretty much lock in. You can't distract me too much.
I want you, I need you, but there ain't no way I'm every gonna love you. Now don't be sad, cause two out of three ain't bad.
There was a band in Australia named Midnight Oil, and they were a very, very political, and they literally hit you over the head with a hammer. U2 sometimes can hit you over the head with a rubber hammer.
You know, people think I named myself Meat Loaf, even though I didn't. And they think anyone who would name himself Meat Loaf couldn't have an IQ higher than four.
I don't have a rock voice. I have to force it. I am like an opera singer.
There ain't no Coupe Deville hiding at the bottom of a Cracker Jacks box.
There has storm clouds come over the United States,
I'd lie for you and that's the truth.
We carry the flame for all to see, the fire and passion of what we can be.
If the thrill is gone, it's time to take it back.
It was always summer and the future called We were ready for adventure and we wanted them all And there was so much left to dream And so much time to make it real
Storm the castle Stem the tide Rise above yourself Cry baby cry Cry cry to heaven If that doesn't do it for you Go ahead and cry like hell