But What's Real? You Can't

I Did Have A Huggy Beardoll. One Of His Legs Fell Off. That Empty Leg Became A Place Where, When We Were Doing A Lot Of Drugs On Tour At One Point, We Would Store The Drugs In His Empty Leg. That's Where The Term 'dancing With The One-legged Man' On Smells Like Children Came From, Because Whenever Anyone Was Doing Drugs We Called It The 'dance Of The One-legged Man.' That Became A Ritualistic Thing That Was Funny For Awhile.

Stop Praying. Start Thinking.

I Don't Think That My Lyrics Are Over-laced With Profanity, Because I Myself Don't Speak Using A Lot Of Profanity In Normal Conversation. But I Think When You're Making Something Aggressive And You Need To Get A Point Across, If You're Angry, Sometimes Profanity Is Necessary. It's Better To Use A Curse Word Than To Hurt Somebody Else, I Find.

If People Really Stopped And Realized How Much Art And Creative People Move The World Versus Politics And Religion, I Mean It’s Not Even Up For Debate. An Artist At Least Creates Things, Puts Things Into The World. Where As These Other People Are Destroying Things, Taking Things Out Of The World.

I Didn't Go To Guitar School And I Don't Know How To Play Chords, But I Can Do It In My Own Way And I Think Sometimes That Will Piss Off Some Guitar Players Who Sit Around Playing Their Stuff All Day Long And Then There Are People Who Like That.