Underachievers of the world unite, you have nothing to lose except your fright.
I don't know what goes on in the crowd. I've had them show up and throw beer cans at me. I caused riots in most of the major cities.
One chord is fine. Two chords are pushing it. Three chords and you're into jazz.
That's why I survived because I still believe I've got something to say.
All the people have gone to war leaving no interrogator to mind.
The currents rage so deep upon us, this is the age of video violence.