If you die you're completely happy and your soul somewhere lives on.
My mother encouraged me to be artistic. It was written in a contract at an early age that I would be an artist.
I wanted to have the adoration of John Lennon but have the anonymity of Ringo Starr. I didn't want to be a frontman; I just wanted to be back there and still be a rock and roll star at the same time.
I called Leo Fender, the dead guy, a dork. Now I'll never get an endorsement.
Married, Married, Married! Buried! Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Practice makes perfect, but nobody's perfect, so why practice?