Anger he smiles, towering in shiny metallic purple armor. Queen Jealousy, envy waits behind him, her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground.

I want to thank you my sweet darling for digging in the mud and picking me up.

If my baby don't love me no more, I know her sister will.

Imagination is the key to my lyrics. The rest is painted with a little science fiction.

Well, obviously religion must come from inside.

Sometimes you want to give up the guitar, you'll hate the guitar. But if you stick with it, you're gonna be rewarded.

Knowledge is speaking, wisdom is listening