I tried heroin once and I didn't like it. It frightened me.

There are no impossible dreams.

I am a raging alcoholic, but I don't want my kids to do the same.

People want it to be red, like blood. It's kind of funny. When I used to throw meat into the audience, I'd get letters from kids' mothers saying, "What's the best way to get blood stains out of my son's shirt?"

There are no unlockable doors.

As I'm getting older a lot of my friends I used to go out and party with, they're all dead. The fact that I've been through that, I'm not proud of the fact that I've been through all that, but it's part of my journey. I'm lucky to be alive. I'm lucky to be playing music.

I can't do anything in moderation.