It's Not How Big Your Pencil Is;

If You Shake My Hand, Better Count Your Fingers

My Guitar Was A Loyal Person To Me.

If I'm Gonna Commit Suicide, I'll Go Out Eatin' Pussy To Death.

When I Left New York, After Getting Fired From Metallica, All I Remember Is That I Wanted Blood. Theirs.

I Could Do Rust In Peace Again, But I Don't Want To. I Could Have Followed That Formula But, God, Why? I Would Have To Have Done So Much Heroin And Cocaine - And I Wasn't Going To. Not If I'm Paying For It!