The Beatles gave me everything. Especially Paul McCartney. I adore him.

All that stuff about heavy metal and hard rock, I don't subscribe to any of that. It's all just music. I mean, the heavy metal from the Seventies sounds nothing like the stuff from the Eighties, and that sounds nothing like the stuff from the Nineties. Who's to say what is and isn't a certain type of music?

I remember what a thrill it was to go from the back streets of Birmingham to Madison Square Garden in New York...it's like playing on Mars. You can't buy that.

Most guys my age are boring human beings. They sit in bars, get drunk, and then go home to tell their kids the way to rule their lives, while they're absolutely stewed out of their brains.

As long as there are kids who are pissed off and have no real way in venting out that anger, heavy metal will live on.

I'll always be an outrageous character.

Take my hand and we'll go riding through the sunshine from above. We'll find happiness together in the summer skies of love.