I'd breed a little liberal army in the wood, just like these redneck lunatics I see at the local bar with their tribe of mutant inbred piglets.

I want the principles of a timeless muse, I want to eradicate my negative views.

I don't believe in dressing up reality. I don't believe in using makeup to make things look smoother.

My God is rock'n'roll.

Caroline says as she gets up from the floor, you can hit me all you want to, but I don't love you anymore.

How could you even dream or think something of someone who is as uncommercial as I am?

You know, some people got no choice, and they can never find a voice, to talk with that they can even call their own. So the first thing that they see, that allows them the right to be, why they follow it, you know, it's called bad luck.