I Like Surfers. Their Imagery, It's Great.

The Passage Of Time Eliminates Some Of The More Intimate Details Of One's Existence. The Routine Trivia Like Passing Water And Shitting And The Amount Of Food And Alcohol Consumed In The Course Of Daily Survival. Sure, There Were Girls. Lots Of'em. It's Inevitable.

I Am The Image Maker, I Am The Magic Maker, I Can Turn The Most Ordinary Man In The World Into A Star.

Pity Is Easy, But It Is Difficult To Care.

When He Feels The World Is Closing In, He Turns His Stereo Way Up High. He Just Spends His Life, Living In A Rock And Roll Fantasy.

Revolution Used To Be Cool, But Now It's Out Of Fashion.