I've Never Had Any Real Concern About

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

I Get Very Frustrated By This Term 'genre Exercise.' I Mean, What Exactly Is That? Genre Is Not Really Relevant When You Are Writing A Song; Hopefully You Are Doing It To Explore Something, To Create Something, And I Don't Agree That Any Of My Albums Are Genre Exercises.

I Wanna Bite The Hand That Feeds Me. I Wanna Bite That Hand So Badly. I Want To Make Them Wish They'd Never Seen Me.

People Become So Deeply Attached To The Sound Of One Period That They Blow A Fuse When You Move On. I've Heard People Complain Bitterly About Recordings They Haven't Even Heard.

As I Walk Through This Wicked World Searchin' For Light In The Darkness Of Insanity, I Ask Myself Is All Hope Lost? Is There Only Pain And Hatred, And Misery? And Each Time I Feel Like This Inside, There's One Thing I Wanna Know: What's So Funny 'bout Peace, Love, & Understanding?