Welfare mothers make better lovers.
Cocaine eyes won't hide your face.
I may not be the devil, but I know just how he feels.
True love opens the gates of time.
Long, flat expanses of professionalism bother me. I'd rather have a band that could explode at any time.
Studios are passe for me. I'd rather play in a garage, in a truck, or a rehearsal hall, a club, or a basement.