On the stone that remains carved next to his name, his epitaph plain, only a pawn in their game.

I believe in you, even though I be outnumbered.

Twenty years of schooling and they put you on the day shift - look out out kid, they keep it all hid

If ever asked to look at yourself, don't.

I was sick of the way my lyrics had been extrapolated, their meanings subverted into polemics and that I had been anointed as the Big Bubba of Rebellion, High Priest of Protest, the Duke of Disobedience, Leader of the Freeloaders, Kaiser of Apostasy, Archbishop of Anarchy, the Big Cheese. Horrible titles any way you want to look at it. All code words for Outlaw.

All the money you made will never buy back your soul.

I'm not a playwright. The people in my songs are all me.