Christians Worship A Dead Jew On A

Soft Rock Music Isn't Rock, And It Ain't Music. It's Just Soft. Reminds Me Of Something My Third-grade Teacher Said To Us. She Said, "you Show Me A Tropical Fruit And I'll Show You A Cocksucker From Guatemala."

Some People Think That Words Can Injure The Psyche Or The Moral Fiber. And They Really Can't.

The Rebellious Mood Of The Country During Those [60th] Years Allowed Me To Plug Right Back Into My Old Hatreds. I Could Scream And Holler, As I Did On The Albums, Against Religion, Government, Big Business - All Those Assholes And Their Values. That Hatred Was Very Real.

Save The Trees, Save The Bees, Save The Whales, Save Those Snails.

Religion Has What Is Easily The Greatest Bullshit Story Of All Time.