I'm not a number. Dammit, I'm a man.

I sailboat raced, I love to go out on my motorcycle alone, but I also love my family dearly. I love that aspect of my life as well.

Some people say love is a losing game, you start with fire and you lose the flame. The ashes smolder, but the warmth's soon gone, you end up cold and lonely on your own.

I wish I had a nickel for every time I fell and blamed someone else. I'd give a ton of money to the ones I've hurt.

I can only get my drummer in the winter; he plays with Grand Funk all summer.

Later in the evening when you lie awake in bed with the echoes from the amplifiers ringing in your head.

It went on yesterday and it's going on tonight, somewhere there's somebody ain't treatin' somebody right.