There's Music In Everything, Even Defeat

People Just Don't Know How To Write Down A Simple Easy Line. It's Difficult For Them; It's Like Trying To Keep A Hard-on While Drowning - Not Many Can Do It.

I Carry Death In My Left Pocket. Sometimes I Take It Out And Talk To It: "hello, Baby, How You Doing? When You Coming For Me? I'll Be Ready.

Why Do You Insist Upon Destroying Yourself?

Love Is A Dog From Hell.

She Knew What She Wanted And It Wasn't / Me. / I Know More Women Like That Than Any / Other Kind.