The minute you step onstage, you get eight feet taller.

It's a big flash of all these things and whatever you take out of that statement's one statement, one mind, one statement, one act, one show, and all the songs are one.

Do you feel your best when your strung out on your morphine and meth?

Give me lace and whiskey, Mama's own remedy.

Is everybody that depressed? It's a depressing feeling to me. You know: "I lost my baby." I don't care if you lost your baby, I care if you're feeling OK. Don't tell me your problem - tell me what good's been happening to you.

School's-out-for-summer!!

Welcome to my nightmare, I think your going to like it.