It's Depressing When You're Still Around And

I Don't Like The Word Rock Opera, But I'm Trying To Write On That Level That's Reserved For Plays Still, Or Novels.

I Would Like To Live To A Ripe Old Age And Raise Watermelons In Wyoming.

You Can't Ask Me To Explain The Lyrics Because I Won't Do It...i Always Believed That I Have Something Important To Say And I Said It. That's Why I Survived Because I Still Believe I've Got Something To Say. ... I Don't Like Overdubs, Never Liked Them. ... The Music Business Doesn't Interest Me Anymore...don't The People You're Around Shape The Music, Is That What You're Saying? Everything Does. ... I'm Not Joking Around When I've Said Occasionally, Trying To Learn How To Play A D Chord Properly Has Been A Very Big Thing For Me.

When You Think The Night Has Seen Your Mind, That Inside Your Twisted And Unkind, Let Me Stand To Show That You Are Blind. Please Put Down You Hands Cause I See You. I'll Be You Mirror.

Give Me Your Hungry, Your Tired, Your Poor, That's What The Statue Of Bigotry Says. Your Poor Huddled Masses, Let's Just Club Them To Death, And Get It Over With.