Ain't that America, home of the free? Little pink houses for you and me.

You know, it's cigarettes that killed Jerry Garcia. Everyone thinks it's heroin, but it wasn't. It was cigarettes.

I went to New York in 1974, to either try to get a record deal, get into the New York Art Student League, or be a dancer. So that was my plan. Some plan. And I had no money.

You have to reinvent yourself.

Be careful of those who kill in Jesus' name; he don't believe in killing at all.

Future generations, riding on the highways that we built, I hope they have a better understanding.

Go to work and be a Hollywood stud, drive your four wheel drive right into the mud.