It's an inside job to learn about forgiving, it's an inside job to hang on to the joy of living.

Johnny can get down and Johnny can throw up, but Johnny can't read.

My love for you will still be strong after the boys of summer have gone.

For every moment of joy Every hour of fear For every winding road that brought me here For every breath, for every day of living This is my Thanksgiving

I could have played more complex stuff. I could have been a busier player. But that's not what I wanted to do. I played what I wanted to play.

I have a bad back partially from playing the drums and singing. I used to have to hold my body in such a position that my spine got out of alignment.

We got the bubble headed bleached blonde comes on at five, She can tell you 'bout the plane crash with a gleam in her eye, It's interesting when people die give us dirty laundry...