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

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.

After awhile, your, your cheap talk don't even cause me pain, so let your bullets fly like rain.

You may almost forget the smell of your family.

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.

Hey Joe, where you going with that gun in your hand? I'm going out to find my woman, caught her messing around with another man.

You have to forget about what other people say, when you're supposed to die, or when you're supposed to be loving. You have to forget about all these things.