There's So Many People To

Now I Just Don't Know Who To Tell To Go To Hell Who Put The Old Devil In The Distorted Angel?

'content' Is A Word That Has Never Sat Well With Me. Like 'maturity'. They Are Two Words I've Never Liked. I Think They Imply Some Sort Of Decay. A Settling.

There Are A Few Things That I Regret, But Nothing That I Need To Forget.

The Radio Is In The Hands Of Such A Lot Of Fools Tryin' To Anesthetize The Way That You Feel.

I'm Not Even Sure What I Want, But That's Not The Point - It's That I Want It Now.