I've written a bunch of stuff that no one's ever heard, and I don't know if they ever will. I'm just doing it for my own edification.

Do what you love, and you'll always love what you do

A typical day in the life of a heavy metal musician consists of a round of golf and an AA meeting.

We all have a face that we hide away forever, and we take them out and show ourselves when everyone has gone.

I can't remember faces, don't remember names, but after awhile and a thousand miles it all becomes the same.

Sweetness flows from your appearance and your beauty makes me fall more in love with you. Anytime I feel low, I think about the good times you have given me and everything seems good again.

The piano sounds like a carnival and the microphone smells like a beer. And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar and say, man, what are you doing here?