Selling Eight Million Copies Of Your First

Playing The Drums Hurts My Back.

The Eagles And The Critics Were Not The Best Of Friends.

Insect Politics, Indifferent Universe. Bang Your Head Against The Wall, But Apathy Is Worse.

I Don't Want To Discount Talent And Ability, But I Still Maintain That A Lot Of It Is Just Sheer Desire.

O' Beautiful, For Spacious Skies But Now Those Skies Are Threatening They're Beating Plowshares Into Swords For This Tired Old Man That We Elected King.