Knowledge talks, wisdom listens.

I get stoned, I can't get home, I'm calling long distance on a public saxophone. My head is achin', my back is breakin', feel I got run over by Captain Coconut and his dog named Rover.

Freaks, they are very prejudiced. You have to have your hair long and talk in a certain way in order to be with them. In order to be the other way you have to have your hair short and wear ties.

Your mysterious mountains I wish to see closer. May I land my kinky machine?

You don't have to be singing about love all the time in order to give love to the people. You don't have to keep flashing those words all the time.

The way I write things, I just write them with a clash between reality and fantasy mostly. You have to use fantasy to show different sides of reality; it's how it can bend.

You've got to know much more than the mere technicalities of notes. You've got to know sounds and what goes between the notes.