I Do All The Work

I Can Make Going To The Dry-cleaners Last An Entire Day, And The Dry Cleaners Might Be 150 Yards From My Front Door. You Might Find It Hard To Believe, But I Am Bone-idle Lazy.

My Son Ain't Going To Be Miserable Because He's Going To Be The Child Of A Rock Star, The End.

I Wasn't Put On This Earth To Amass Money Or Personal Wealth. I Was Put On This Earth To Play Guitar And Write Songs.

True Perfection Has To Be Imperfect. I Know That Sounds Foolish, But It's True.

If I Ever Get To Go To The Moon, I'll Probably Just Stand On The Moon And Go 'hmmm, Yeah...fair Enough...gotta Go Home Now.'