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.

We carry the flame for all to see, the fire and passion of what we can be.

Dreams they come and go, but thoughts like love will always grow.

I'm tired of words and I'm too hoarse to shout.

What about your school? It's defective, it's a pack of useless lies.

Just ask anybody who is getting old - everything starts hurting. For me, it's my shoulders, thumbs, knees and feet.

A wasted youth is better by far than a wise and productive old age.