You Can Never Take The Violence Back.

When I Was A Practicing Alcoholic, I Was Unbelievable. One Side Effect Was Immense Suspicion: I'd Come Off Tour Like Inspector Clouseau On Acid. 'where's This Cornflake Come From? It Wasn't Here Before.

I'll Only Retire In The Day I Should Be Dead And They Have Me Buried, And Some Idiot Spell Over My Casket Some Stupid Gospel Stuff.

Evil Thoughts And Evil Doing, Cold, Alone, You Hang In Ruins.

Being In Birmingham, I Thought I Was Going To Be A Gangster Or A Bag-runner Or A Thief. I Heard Music And I Was Determined To Get Out Of There.

Nobody Ever Told Me, I Found Out For Myself, You Got To Believe In Foolish Miracles.