The last election just laid the foundation of the next 500 years of Dark Ages.
The whole Universe is a large joke. Everything in the Universe are just subdivisions of this joke. So why take anything too serious.
You can't always write a chord ugly enough to say what you want to say, so sometimes you have to rely on a giraffe filled with whipped cream.
You've got to be digging it while it's happening 'cause it just might be a one shot deal.
Information doesn't kill you.
Whatever you have to do to have a good time, let's get on with it, so long as it doesn't cause a murder.
The crux of the biscuit is: If it entertains you, fine. Enjoy it. If it doesn't, then blow it out your ass. I do it to amuse myself. If I like it, I release it. If somebody else likes it, that's a bonus.
Yeah, I tell them to change the channel if they see some guy in a brown suit with a telephone number at the bottom of the screen asking for money.
Well Mike, I'm abnormal.
I don't think there's a problem. First of all, I don't think music turns people into social liabilities. Because you hear a lyric - there's no medical proof that a person hearing a lyric is going to act out the lyric. There's also no medical proof that if you hear any collection of vowels and consonants, that the hearing of that collection is going to send you to Hell.
Why doncha come on over to the house and I'll show 'em to ya?
