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

I know the territory, I've been around. It'll all turn to dust, and we'll fall down, and sooner or later you'll be screwing around.

If the thrill is gone, it's time to take it back.

I'd lie for you and that's the truth.

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.

You can lose yourself in pleasure, 'til your body's going numb, but will it ever be enough.

If you push me, I'll shove, I'm masculine. When she wants to play rough, I'm masculine.