I dunno when I started writing really. I was, like, filling out applications and stuff real early. Last name first, first name last, sex. 'occasionally' , stuff like that. Then I was writing letters, filling out forms, writing on bathroom walls.

Sometimes the magnetism of a song is impossible to ignore, and it demands that it be sung in a certain way.

I finally discovered that my life is more important than show business.

There's a place down the street; Seven Xs. What does that mean? Maybe it's... girls without skin.

All the donuts have names that sound like prostitutes

Any place is good for eavesdropping, if you know how to eavesdrop.

This is about all the bad days in the world. I used to have some little bad days, and I kept them in a little box. And one day, I threw them out into the yard. "Oh, it's just a couple little innocent bad days." Well, we had a big rain. I don't know what it was growing in but I think we used to put eggshells out there and coffee grounds, too. Don't plant your bad days. They grow into weeks. The weeks grow into months. Before you know it you got yourself a bad year. Take it from me. Choke those little bad days. Choke 'em down to nothin'. They're your days. Choke 'em!