Steve Van Zandt, the poor guy, doesn't get to play enough as it is with me hogging a lot of the solos. Steve has always been a fabulous guitarist. Back from the day when we were both teenagers together, he led his band and played lead and was always a hot guitar player.

I guess there's just a meanness in this world

My soul is lost, my friend, tell me how do I begin again? My city's in ruins, my city's in ruins.

Badlands, you got to live it everyday, let the broken hearts stand as the price you've got to pay.

Did God make man in a breath of holy fire, or did he crawl on up out of the muck and mire?

You use to drive me wild, but lately you get your kicks from just knocking me down, down, down.

The question of whether we were misled into the war in Iraq isn't a liberal or conservative or Republican or Democratic question, it's an American one. Protecting the democracy that we ask our sons and daughters to die for is our responsibility and our trust. Demanding accountability from our leaders is our job as citizens. It's the American way. So may the truth win out.