Everything looks better with my eyes closed.

Everything government touches turns to crap.

I get by with a little help from my friends.

I recorded my first jazz record in the '70s.

I like being organized and super particular.

I wanted my voice to be a tenor sax, really.

I don't see what the point is in growing up.

We thought Queen were quite tongue in cheek.

Country hillbilly music I love. Always have.

I don't really cringe over any of my albums.

My mom did costumes for the Pointer Sisters.

Sunday school don't make you cool forever...

Networking is rubbish; have friends instead.

Where's that higher love I keep thinking of?

I'm concerned about how accessible guns are.

My logic's been drowned in a sea of emotion.

I was a walking, talking hunk of human poop.

I am all the days that you choose to ignore.

I became a vegan because I'm better than you

It isn't cool to abuse the ability to swing.

How we survive, is what makes us who we are.

I've never been a jam-band sort of musician.

I got it: stay away from cocaine and heroin.

Behind every good woman lies a trail of men.

The roots of my music start from the ghetto.

I've never needed government to hold my hand.

Creative people are more prone to depression.

Your misery is everyone else's entertainment.

There are loads of bands I'd love to produce.

Other people sing in the shower, but I don't.

Fleetwood Mac are more like a folk-rock band.

Happiness isn't a destination; its a journey.

The Internet is a whole new world opening up.

I love British humor. It's just so - surreal.

My heroes: Nick Cave, Tom Waits, Nina Simone.

No one's really happy anyway, it's not human.

Well, all rock and roll is based in artifice.

Such a human waste, your eyes without a face.

Love is like air we can't see it but feel it.

You've got to lose your passion for dumbness.

The executioner's face is always well hidden.

I am a restless soul hungry perhaps wretched.

You can't be happy by doing something groovy.

Morality has nothing in common with politics.

I love Country Music but what happened to it?

I think I feel automatically at home in Italy

I guess there's just a meanness in this world

I want to spit in the face of these badlands.

In a restless heart the seed of betrayal lay.

He may look dumb, but that's just a disguise.

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