I like to write my lyrics on clay tablets.

This one guy's wife is such a pretty brown thing, that I'm liable to give her a poke or two. Whaddaya think of that?

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

But if you're doing something, show up everyday, and something good might happen - it's not going to happen if you don't show up.

You know, they say you can reduce genius to someone who spent 10,000 hours trying to get good at something. I'm not claiming either one of those. I haven't done anything for 10,000 hours but sleep. But you do stuff enough, you get better at it. Usually it's a simple thing like that. Essentially, a brainless endeavor.

I ain't saying that I'm better than you, but maybe I am.

Don't forget to bring that little blonde haired girl along. You know the one, love to watch her jump up and down.