Did He give me the gift of love to say who I could choose? When God made me did He give me the gift of voice so some could silence me? Did he give me the gift of vision not knowing what I might see? Did he give me the gift of compassion to help my fellow man?

I'm not into this judgmental, religious-right kind of thing.

I didn't really know what I was doing when I started. I just started writing songs. After two songs I just continued to explore it.

Said the condor to the preying mantis, we're gonna lose this place just like we lost Atlantis.

It's cool to go places where working people are happy.

I'm always open to new stuff. I don't sit and try to figure out what to do, I just wait for an idea to come.

Southern change gonna come at last! Now your crosses are burning fast, Southern Man.