I don't do any vulgar movements.

Nine and nine makes fourteen, four and four makes nine. The clock is striking thirteen, I think I've lost my mind.

Live each day, as if it we're your last. It's written in the stars, your destiny is cast.

We do two shows a night for five weeks. A lotta times we'll go upstairs and sing until daylight - gospel songs. We grew up with it...It more or less puts your mind at ease. It does mine.

He holds his guitar like a Tommy gun.

[It's] funny how things have a way of looking so much brighter in the daytime.

We can't build our dreams on suspicious minds.