You just pick up a chord, go twang, and you're got music.

I'm not chic, I could never be chic.

Well, you know, like, I don`t really give a f**k what the general public think.

I got this feeling I'm gonna die before I get old. I don't know why. I just have this feeling.

The band broke up because I couldn't bear Rotten anymore because he was an embarrassment with his silly hats and his, like, shabby, dirty, nasty looking appearance.

Undermine their pompous authority, reject their moral standards, make anarchy and disorder your trademarks. Cause as much chaos and disruption as possible but don't let them take you ALIVE.

It's not really my problem if they think I'm weird.