There Is Nothing Like A Trail Of

Unused Lyric I’ve Never Been To Eden But It’s Nice I Hear Tell When I Die I’ll Go To Heaven ’cause I’ve Done My Time In Hell

I Am The Outcast Come Home To Roost And The Eggs Of Tomorrow Are Incubating In My Fame. You Hate Me, You Love Me, You Made Me, And Now I Am In You. I Am Like That Disease Brewing In Your Loins And I Think You Like It.

Perfection Is Unattainable, So I Like To Live In Imperfection.

The More I Go Onstage, The More Quiet I Am Before, Because I Intend To Go Onstage And Slaughter.

Rock And Roll's Got To Be Like Jack Daniels. You've Got To Feel It Burn.