If I’d had to work at Taco Bell I’d have still been out at night trying to play music.
Bring me a girl, they’re always the best. You put ’em on stage, and you have ’em undress.
We could move catalog, if he’d only die quicker.
A rebel without a clue.
I have never been comfortable being the front man.
I can’t crawl any further. You never crawled for me.
You believe what you want to believe. You see, you don’t have to live like a refugee.
Somewhere, somehow, somebody must have kicked you around some. Tell me, why you want to lay there, revel in your abandon?
I started playing the bass because nobody else would play the bass, and then I got bumped up into singing because no one else really wanted to sing. So I learned how to sing and I wrote the songs, so I tended to get the most attention.
Way up in the nosebleeds we watched him on the screen, they’d hung between the billboards so cheaper seats could see.
Whatever you’re looking for, don’t come around here no more.
Time to move on, time to get going. What lies ahead I have no way of knowing. But under my feet, baby, grass is growing.
You can stand me up at the gates of hell, but I won’t back down.
Good loving is hard to find, you got lucky babe, when I found you.
The poison came in liquid, she was naked all the time.
I would never put my songs in a commercial.
I have turned down a lot of money for things that would have made me feel cheesy.
I’m always having fun. Playing is fun. Music is fun.
I don’t think it’s a good attitude in your life to feel that you have to be rich to have self-esteem.
You belong among the wildflowers You belong in a boat out at sea You belong with your love on your arm You belong somewhere you feel free.