Praying for the end of time, so I can end my time with you.
Who am I, why am I here? Forget the question, someone give me another beer.
When your name is on the marquee, you either get the glory or you get the hits.
A lot of actors, they know the camera's there, and if somebody moves around or makes noise or whatever then they get all distracted, but I pretty much lock in. You can't distract me too much.
The day that I ever become hip... please shoot me and put me outta my misery!
There was a band in Australia named Midnight Oil, and they were a very, very political, and they literally hit you over the head with a hammer. U2 sometimes can hit you over the head with a rubber hammer.