I got turned on to rock music almost by mistake when I was seven years old.

I don't think it's too hippie to want to clean up the planet so you don't wind up dying of some kind of cancer when you're 45 years old. It enrages me that these big cancer-research organizations can't be bothered to man the front lines of environmental protest.

When there's people on the other side of the room trying to wipe out your life and things are stacked against you, you can get nervous.

I would hate to have "Holiday in Cambodia" become as tiresome to other people as hearing "Like a Rock" in a Chevrolet commercial.

I've been to enough other countries in the world to know what happens when you have socialized single-payer health care. It works. People don't get sick as much. They don't lose their life savings with a catastrophic illness like cancer or AIDS.

I didn't really start writing music or lyrics or turning them into songs until I went to San Francisco.

The jury had down right contempt for punk rock grass roots ethics.