Everybody seems to wonder what it's like down here. I gotta get away from this day-to-day running around. Everybody knows this is nowhere.

I used to walk like a giant on the land. Now I feel like a leaf floating in a stream

I feel like I could be likened to an old hound circling on a rug for the last five years.

You're all just pissing in the wind. You don't know it, but you are.

It's better to burn out, than to fade away.

That's a defining moment, there, when someone plays an instrument that everyone relates to around the planet.

I may not be the devil, but I know just how he feels.