I can honestly say, all the bad things that ever happened to me were directly, directly attributed to drugs and alcohol. I mean, I would never urinate at the Alamo at nine o'clock in the morning dressed in a woman's evening dress sober.

I can see thru mountains watch me disappear, I can even touch the sky. Swallowing the colors of the sounds I hear, am I just a crazy guy? You bet.

Black illusion is all I ever see.

Sometimes I'm scared of being Ozzy Osbourne. But it could have been worse. I could have been Sting.

Conceived in anger, addicted to hate, the mutant child of a twisted state.

You can choose, don't confuse, win or lose, it's up to you.

Thank God for the bomb. Nuke ya, nuke ya.