Look at mother nature on the run in the 1970's.

On one side the government, the other side the mob.

I see a woman in the night with a baby in her hand, under an old street light near a garbage can.

No one has the answers, but one thing is true. You got to turn on evil, when its coming after you.

Some get stoned, some get strange, but sooner or later it all gets real.

I don't look at a knife the way I used to. I'm more aware of what it is. I think twice. This is a key finger. It's in every chord.

Learning from other people is what music is all about.