We gotta get out while we're young, 'cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run.

The release date is just one day, but the record is forever.

To say I'll make your dreams come true would be wrong, but maybe, darling, I could help them along.

It's hard to be a saint in the city.

I have to write and play. If I became an electrician tomorrow, I'd still come home at night and write songs.

You weren't supposed to hear Elvis Presley. You weren't supposed to hear Jerry Lee Lewis. You weren't supposed to hear Robert Johnson. You weren't supposed to hear Hank Williams. And they told the story of the secret America.

Outside the street's on fire in a real death waltz between what's flesh and what's fantasy.