There are no unsavable souls.

I listen to some of the lyrics I used to write and I say, "Where was my head at when I wrote that?"

When I was a practicing alcoholic, I was unbelievable. One side effect was immense suspicion: I'd come off tour like Inspector Clouseau on acid. 'Where's this cornflake come from? It wasn't here before.

For years I've had neurological problems. I used to shake a lot and I was on medication - I paid about $700,000 for one year of pills. I was taking 40-odd different ones a day.

When you're young, you're stupid. You do silly things. I did it (the O-Z-Z-Y tattoo across his knuckles) when I was 14. I was in jail for something. I could have had it removed, but why? It's my trademark. People stop me and say, 'Let me have a look at your hand.'

Still, one of the few good things about being dyslexic is that when I say I don’t read reviews, I mean I don’t read reviews.

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