Work And Pray, Live On Hay, Youll

Music [is] The Third Rail Of Life. You Grabbed It To Shock Yourself Out Of The Dull Drag Of Hours. To Feel Something. To Burn With All The Emotions You Didn't Get To Experience In The Ordinary Run Of School, Tv, And Loading The Dishwasher After Dinner.

I Guess Satan Was The First Superhero [...] In His First Adventure, He Took The Form Of A Snake To Free Two Prisoners Being Held Naked In A Third World Jungle Prison By An All-powerful Megalomaniac. At The Same Time, He Broadened Their Diet And Introduced Them To Their Own Sexuality.

I'll Take The Shooting. I'm Used To That. I've Been Shot A Few Times In The Past, And I Guess I Can Stand It, Again.

Workers Of The World Awaken. Break Your Chains, Demand Your Rights. All The Wealth You Make Is Taken, By Exploiting Parasites. Shall You Kneel In Deep Submission From Your Cradle To Your Grave? Is The Height Of Your Ambition To Be A Good And Willing Slave?

Horror Was Rooted In Sympathy . . . In Understanding What It Would Be Like To Suffer The Worst.