We got on his label, and the Bizarre organization is just going up and up. So we have faith.

I don't know, but I've been told, the streets of hell are paved with gold.

I hear you calling and it's needles and pins (And pins) I want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my name Don't want to touch you but you're under my skin (Deep in) I want to kiss you but your lips are venomous poison

The only real person you need to know is you.

The hippies wanted peace and love. We wanted Ferraris, blondes and switchblades.

Sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll is easy. True christianity…that's rebellion.

I got a muscle of love.