I believe that instinct is what makes a genius a genius.

Wiggle 'til you're high, wiggle 'til you're higher, wiggle 'til you vomit fire.

It will scramble your head and drag your brain about, sometimes you gotta do like Elvis did and shoot the damn thing out.

How can the life of such a man be in the palm of some fools hand?

You use to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat, who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat.

I stopped smoking. When I stopped smoking, my voice changed... so drastically, I couldn't believe it myself.

Lord knows I've paid my dues getting through, tangled up in blue.