I Stare At Myself In The Mirror

Living In England Was Wonderfully Civil And Easy-going.

I'm A Street Walking Cheetah With A Heart Full Of Napalm.

The More Walking-around Money I Have, The Less I Walk Around.

I Like Music That's More Offensive. I Like It To Sound Like Nails On A Blackboard, Get Me Wild.

And For So Long, I Had Thought If I Was Going To Write A Song, Or Get "into" Something, I Had To At Least Smoke A Joint Or Something. And That Didn't Work Anymore. Once I Was Fairly Well Cleaned Out, Even A Little Bit Of A Drug Getting Into My Work Threw Me Off Kilter.