Marge, when I join an underground cult I expect a little support from my family.
I've finally tapped into that spirit of self-destruction that makes rock-n-roll the king of music!
Ah, beer, my one weakness. My Achille's heel, if you will.
I would rather be tied to the soil as a serf... than be king of all these dead and destroyed.
There is nothing alive more agonized than man / of all that breathe and crawl across the earth.
Two friends, two bodies with one soul inspired.