I wish people who have trouble communicating would just shut up.

There's ten stuffed heads in my trophy room right now, two game wardens, seven hunters, and a cow.

So long, Mom I'm off to drop the bomb So don't wait up for me But while you swelter Down there in your shelter You can see me On your TV

I wish people who have trouble communicating would just shut up.

Filth, I'm glad to say, is in the mind of the beholder. When correctly viewed, everything is lewd.

If, after hearing my songs, just one human being is inspired to say something nasty to a friend, or perhaps to strike a loved one, it will all have been worth the while.

I have always found it interesting... that there are people who regard copyright infringement as a form of flattery.