The baby sits in front of MTV watching violent fantasies, while Dad guzzles beer with his favorite sport only to find his heroes all coked up.

I like mindless disco... they say the lyrics are stupid and repetitious. So what's wrong with that? So is lying in the sun. Not everything has to be serious.

Jealousy endlessly eats through my mind, and jealously endlessly makes me be unkind.

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

I'm tearing down Route 80 East, the sun's on my right side. I'm drunk, but my vision's good.

When critics ask you if you feel vindicated by other critics - I didn't like critics then, and I don't like them now. There you go. I've always been outside the mainstream, and it stayed that way.

If it has more than three chords, it's jazz.