So you want to be married, oh baby, trying to put me on a chain, ain't that some shame? You must be losing your weak little mind.

If I'm free, it's because I'm always running.

Manic depression is a frustratin' mess.

I'd like to get something together - like a Handel, Bach, Muddy waters, flamenco type of thing. If I could get that sound, I'd be happy

Click bang, what a hang, your daddy just shot poor me.

Music makes me high on stage, and that's the truth. It's like being almost addicted to music.

I have to get involved in my own kind of way 'cause I always want to respect my own judgments. I have to respect my own time.