Everybody's Wearing A Disguise, To Hide What

I Was Sick Of The Way My Lyrics Had Been Extrapolated, Their Meanings Subverted Into Polemics And That I Had Been Anointed As The Big Bubba Of Rebellion, High Priest Of Protest, The Duke Of Disobedience, Leader Of The Freeloaders, Kaiser Of Apostasy, Archbishop Of Anarchy, The Big Cheese. Horrible Titles Any Way You Want To Look At It. All Code Words For Outlaw.

I'm Mortified To Be On The Stage, But Then Again, It's The Only Place Where I'm Happy.

I Consider Myself A Poet First And A Musician Second. I Live Like A Poet And I'll Die Like A Poet.

It's Like Going Out To The Desert And Screaming And Then Having Little Kids Throw Their Sandbox At You. I'm Only 24.

Everybody Knows By Now That There's A Gazillion Books On Me Either Out Or Coming Out In The Near Future. So I'm Encouraging Anybody Who's Ever Met Me, Heard Me Or Even Seen Me, To Get In On The Action And Scribble Their Own Book. You Never Know, Somebody Might Have A Great Book In Them.