The land of opportunity spawned a whole new breed of men without souls.

Between each album I try to gain a new insight that I didn't have before and perhaps write a song about something that I've written about before, but from a fresh viewpoint.

I'm not easy to live with and I know that it's true. However, you're no picnic either, babe, and that's one of the things I liked about you.

The government bugged the men's room in the local disco lounge.

No shame, no solution, no remorse, no retribution, just people selling t-shirts.

No one in this country need go hungry, and alleviating the problem is primarily a matter of readjusting our priorities. In both the government and the private sector, self-interest has displaced the ideal of community that made this country great. The old world view of "us, we, our" has been replaced by "I, me, mine." The reasons for this are manifold and complex, but at the end of the day, we need to remember that, if one of us is suffering needlessly, all of us are diminished.

Sometimes to keep it together you've got to leave it alone.