Zits Are Beauty Marks.

I Like The Comfort In Knowing That Women Are The Only Future In Rock And Roll.

You Can't Buy Happiness

I'm Not Like Them, But I Can Pretend.

I Don't Blame The Average Seventeen-year-old Punk-rock Kid For Calling Me A Sellout. I Understand That. And Maybe When They Grow Up A Little Bit, They'll Realize There's More Things To Life Than Living Out Your Rock & Roll Identity So Righteously.

Married, Married, Married! Buried! Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah