The long arm of the law slides up the outskirts of town.

I wish you luck with a capital F.

[Commercial] radio is absolutely the enemy of music. They are my sworn and mortal enemy, and I will have nothing to do with them.

You've got a chemistry class; I want a piece of your mind; You don't know what you started when you mixed it up with mine.

Sometimes I almost feel just like a human being.

Anything that has to travel all the way down from your cerebellum to your fingertips, there's a lot of things that can happen on the journey. Sometimes I'll listen to records, my own stuff, and I think god, the original idea for this was so much better than the mutation that we arrived at.

When they finally put you in the ground, I'll stand on your grave and tramp the dirt down.