I sing and play the guitar, and I'm a walking, talking bacterial infection.

I bought a gun and chose drugs instead.

You know what I hate about rock? I hate tie-dyed tee shirts. I wouldn't wear a tie-dyed tee shirt unless it was dyed with the urine of Phil Collins and the blood of Jerry Garcia.

I own a '66 Jaguar. That's the guitar I polish, and baby - I refuse to let anyone touch it when I jump into the crowd.

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 worst crime is faking it.

I called Leo Fender, the dead guy, a dork. Now I'll never get an endorsement.