Prejudice doesn't make me mad. It just - I guess 'pisses me off' is the word.

I think I see her, please let me off this bus. Nadine, honey, is that you?

Rock 'n' roll accepted me and paid me, even though I loved the big bands I went that way because I wanted a home of my own. I had a family. I had to raise them. Let's don't leave out the economics. No way.

I grew up thinking art was pictures until I got into music and found I was an artist and didn't paint.

Rock is rock, and, rock and roll, rock is just short for rock and roll.

Looking hard for a drive in, searching for a corner cafe, where the hamburgers sizzle on an open grill night and day.

Hail, hail rock and roll / Deliver me from the days of old.