I Used To Fly Off The Handle

I'm A Weirdo Magnet, But I'm Handling It Better Than I Used To.

I Had A Great Deal Of Arrogance And A Great Deal Of Bravado, But I Think The Bravado Was Brought On By A Huge Insecurity.

I Was Always A Bit Of A Loose Cannon, Then Again I Was Always The Artistic One: Bit Of A Social Misfit. I Probably Still Am.

Well, The Real Sex Organ Is Between The Ears, Not Between The Legs

As Musicians It's Often Difficult. You Go To A Dinner Party And Most People Treat You Like Some Kind Of Exotic Animal And In A Way Like You Don't Have Any Problems And That It's All Fantastic And Glamorous And That You Wake Up In The Morning, You Kick The Groupies Out Of Bed, You Roll Onto The Floor Onto A Needle, Right, Which Fills You With A Lovely Substance, You Roll Into The Gutter And You Stare At The Moon And Out Comes Beautiful Poetry. The Fact Of The Matter Is That That's Nonsense. It's A Lot Of Hard Work.