Some days I pray to the God of sex and drums and rock and roll.

The angels had guitars before they had wings.

You've been cold to me so long, I'm crying icicles instead of tears.

Rock n' Roll came from the slaves singing gospel in the fields. Their lives were hell and they used music to lift out of it, to take them away. That's what rock n' roll should do - take you to a better place.

You know, people think I named myself Meat Loaf, even though I didn't. And they think anyone who would name himself Meat Loaf couldn't have an IQ higher than four.

I'm asthmatic. I was a lot bigger back then, and I still get winded on stage today. But I've learned how to pace it now. I have musical breaks in there.

In The Land of the Pig, The Butcher Is King