I Stare At Myself In The Mirror

It's The Same Thing: I Would Think, "if I Can't Go Out And Pull Some Teenager Tonight, Maybe I'm No Good On Stage Anymore." And You Start To Think That You Even Need It As A Motivation. I Did, Anyway.

Life Is Just A Bag Of Pot.

I Don't Get My Bliss By Listening Over And Over To People In The Street Thinking, "boy, Is It That Good?" Even Though Every Time I Hear It That's What I Think. But I Get It In Human Situations. There Is This Little Voice That Is Going, "the Reason You're Able To Enjoy Your Life Now Is That You Made It In Rock'n'roll And People Are Giving You Free Visas All Over The Place. Dude, You Are Being Spoiled".

You Know What I Think You Get Scared Of More - Especially Me, After Touring For So Long And Being In Bands For So Long - You Start To Associate Certain Behavior With The Music. It's Like People Associate Having A Cigarette With Having A Cup Of Coffee, Or Lunch.

It's Fair To Say That I Have A Side That Is Prudent And A Side That Is Not.