It Wasn't Enough For Megadeth

I Went There Anyway-knowingly, Willingly-because I Wanted A Number One Hit. I Wanted What Metallica Had, Even If It Meant Selling A Piece Of My Soul To The Devil.

Dude, If You Want To Be A Great Musician, You Have To Try Heroin. You'll See. It's Like Being Back In The Womb.

I Could Do Rust In Peace Again, But I Don't Want To. I Could Have Followed That Formula But, God, Why? I Would Have To Have Done So Much Heroin And Cocaine - And I Wasn't Going To. Not If I'm Paying For It!

I Guess Because I Had Such A Horrible Life Growing Up, Going From Place To Place Not Knowing What I Was Gonna Do And Ending Up Being Homeless, There Was A Lot Of Pain And A Lot Of Anger That Was Coming Out Through My Guitar Playing.

Military Intelligence, Two Words Combined That Cant Make Sense