It was then I knew I'd had enough, Burned my credit card for fuel Headed out to where the pavement turns to sand With a one-way ticket to the land of truth And my suitcase in my hand

I've always been better moving than I am standing still.

Studios are passe for me. I'd rather play in a garage, in a truck, or a rehearsal hall, a club, or a basement.

Every wave is new until it breaks.

I watched the needle take another man.

The same thing that makes you live can kill you in the end.

A little love and affection in everything you do will make the world a better place with or without you.