She eyes me like a pisces.

I'll be the first to admit that we're the 90's version of Cheap Trick or the Knack...

No matter what you do or say, there's nothing that you can do to make people understand you.

I'd like to live off the band, but if not, I'll just retire to Mexico or Yugoslavia with a few hundred dollars, grow potatoes, and learn the history of rock through back issues of Creem magazine.

The world sucks, people are not true

I don't blame the average seventeen-year-old punk-rock kid for calling me a sellout. I understand that. And maybe when they grow up a little bit, they'll realize there's more things to life than living out your rock & roll identity so righteously.

I had a really good childhood up until I was nine, then a classic case of divorce really affected me.