I really had a chip on my shoulder, ... and it still comes out every now and then.

The idea of being a rock and roll musician sort of suited my talents and mentality. The freedom was great, but then I found out I wasn't free. I'd got boxed in...The whole Beatle thing is just beyond comprehension ... subconsciously I was crying for help.

Nobody controls me. I'm uncontrollable. The only one who can control me is me, and even that's barely possible.

As I play the game of life, I try to make it better each and every day. And when I struggle in the night, The magic of the music seems to light the way.

There is no problem only solutions

I think a lot of bad things have happened in the name of the church and in the name of Christ. Therefore I shy away from church...

There are a lot of people walking around with long hair now and some trendy middle class kids in pretty clothes. But nothing changed except that we all dressed up a bit, leaving the same bastards running everything.