Having these colossal accolades and titles, they get in the way.

My guard stood hard when abstract threats, too noble to neglect, deceived me into thinking, I had something to protect.

I got this grave yard woman.

If I could have any job in the world, I'd start out by writing a blog on Wired.com.

Once I went into songwriting, I figured I had to - I couldn't be a hellfire rock 'n' roller. But I could write hellfire lyrics.

I don't know if I call myself a poet or not. I would like to, but I'm not really qualified to make that decision, because I come in on such a back door, that I don't know what a Robert Frost or a [John] Keats or a T.S. Eliot would really think of my stuff.

I'll always thank the Lord when my working day is through, I get my sweet reward to be alone with you.