I like Public Enemy a great deal.

If I were to die tomorrow, I think they'd say Newman 56, composer of the hit song, Short People. Jumped off a mountain today.

He got drunk last night, kicked Mama down the stairs. But I'm alright, so I don't care.

It's funny; people get so doctrinaire about music. It should be the last thing you don't have an open mind about.

God bless the potholes on Memory Lane.

It's a big surprise to me about America that there are 40 million people prepared to vote for (Trump). They wouldn't want him as a friend. No matter who you are, you wouldn't want him on your bowling team or to have dinner with him or anything. They would recognize it immediately in a guy. A big blowhard, braggart.

Some fools in the desert with nothing to do...invented me, and they invented you. And other fools keep it all going and growing. Everybody, we're a figment of their imagination.