Buy, buy, says the sign in the shop window; Why, why, says the junk in the yard.
The best thing I ever saw was a man who loved his wife.
Nothing pleases me more than to go into a room and come out with a piece of music.
I'm always writing songs, and I've got a bunch that I want to record.
Somewhere down the line everyone must pay for their misdeeds.
I'm not into, Hey, what's your sign? or any of that. But I don't know how I got here, and I don't know how I write songs. I don't know why I breathe.