You went to Woodstock and all that trash, your generation is fading fast.

My dad bought me a guitar and people would ask me to play.

There's still plenty of lead in this pencil, but I only write to one person now.

The last thing I remember, I left with a girl on a motor bike that weighed 300 pounds.

It has gone past me now, the writing phase.

I don't have any social life or anything.

I can't do that wonderful thing that Tom Waits and Bob Dylan do - to do imagery. I'm not good at that. I just write from the heart.