The Beatles Gave Me Everything. Especially Paul

If You Can Laugh At Your Mistakes, It's A Good Thing.

There Is Something F-king Unbelievable About Seeing All Of The Fans Go Crazy And Chanting 'ozzy!' I Would Pay To See Them.

I Feel Joy When I Do A Great Show. I Get Fun Out Of Making Other People Happy. I'm A Terminal People-pleaser. I Suppose That's Why I'm A Frontman.

It Took A Lot Of Water To Down Just That F-king Bat's Head, Let Me Tell You. It's Still Stuck In My F-king Throat, After All These Years. People All Over The World Say, 'you're The Guy Who Kills Creatures? You Still Do It? You Do It Every Night?' It Happened F-king Once, For Christ's Sake.

The Jesus Freaks Were The Worst. While The ‘suicide Solution’ Case Was Going Through The Courts They Followed Me Around Everywhere. They Would Picket My Shows With Signs That Read, ‘the Anti-christ Is Here’. And They’d Always Be Chanting: ‘put Satan Behind You! Put Jesus In Front Of You!’ One Time, I Made My Own Sign – A Smiley Face With The Words ‘have A Nice Day’ – And Went Out And Joined Them. They Didn’t Even Notice. Then, Just As The Gig Was About To Start, I Put Down The Sign, Said, ‘see Ya, Guys,’ And Went Back To My Dressing Room.