America is in a runaway-train position and dragging all the world with it. It's grotesquely mentally ill.

I didn't like the sound of people gasping at the mere mention of my name. It horrified me...

I thrive on change. That's probably why my chord changes are weird, because chords depict emotions. They'll be going along on one key and I'll drop off a cliff, and suddenly they will go into a whole other key signature. That will drive some people crazy, but that's how my life is.

My heart is broken in the face of the stupidity of my species.

I never loved a man as far as I could pitch my shoe.

You've got to shake your fists at lightning now, you've got to roar like forest fire You've got to spread your light like blazes all across the sky They're going to aim the hoses on you, show 'em you won't expire Not till you burn up every passion, not even when you die Come on now, you've got to try, if you're feeling contempt, well then you tell it If you're tired of the silent night, Jesus, well then you yell it Condemned to wires and hammers, strike every chord that you feel That broken trees and elephant ivories conceal

I could drink a case of you.