All She Wanted Was Sax.

Well I Never Had A Place That I Could Call My Very Own/that's All Right, My Love, 'cause You're My Home.

Hot Funk, Cold Punk, Even If It's Old Junk, It's Still Rock And Roll To Me.

You Only Beat Me If You Get Me To Hate.

I'm Kind Of Putting My Toe Back In The Water And Seeing How It Feels. We're Going To Be Doing Stuff We Haven't Done For Years And Years And Years. So I'm Looking Forward To Seeing How This Stuff Flies.

I Always Hated My Hair, So Now It's Going Away.