If I Were President Of The United

The Very First Schoolbook That Was Written Had God All Over It.

I Didn't Like The Way I Was Let Go From Metallica.

Brother Will Kill Brother, Spill Blood Across The Land. Killing For Religion, Something I Don't Understand. Fools Like Me Who Cross The Sea And Come To Foreign Lands, Ask The Sheep For Their Beliefs; 'do You Kill On God's Command?'

Dude, If You Want To Be A Great Musician, You Have To Try Heroin. You'll See. It's Like Being Back In The Womb.

When I Left New York, After Getting Fired From Metallica, All I Remember Is That I Wanted Blood. Theirs.