I was the only guy with any bit of anarchy left.
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.
Today everything's a conflict of interest.
I'm not chic, I could never be chic.
I just cash in on the fact that I'm good looking, and I've got a nice figure and girls like me.
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.