It's a mystery to me We have a greed with which we have agreed You think you have to want more than you need Until you have it all you won't be free When you want more than you have You think you need And when you think more than you want Your thoughts begin to bleed I think I need to find a bigger place 'Cause when you have more than you think You need more space Society, you're a crazy breed I hope you're not lonely without me Society, crazy and deep I hope you're not lonely without me

After the Ramones, it was more about new wave for me than punk.

It's not a bad time to be me.

The sorrow grows bigger when the sorrow's denied.

If 'little George Dubya Bush' wins, we are going to apply for Canadian citizenship.

I don't need drugs. Life is already tragic enough.

It seems like a necessary balance to life, being part of the community.