Lyricists Play With Words.

I Didn't Earn That Much In Record Royalties. You've Only Got To Look At My Sales In 1980 To Figure That One Out.

Home In Her Apartment She'd Dwell 'til The Man From Her Dreams Comes To Break The Spell.

My Stepmother Sold My Birth Certificate And Someone Asked Why I Didn't Buy It Back. I Don't Know, Really. I Just Couldn't Bring Myself To Do It. It Was Mine. It Cost Me Nothing And Suddenly I Had To Buy It Back.

Painting Is A Magical Process That I Like, Where You Conjure Something Out Of Nothing; You Get A Little Idea That Leads You Through ... You Can Go Into A Trance While You're Doing It, So It's A Nice Contrast To Real Life.

I Think Globally And Act Locally.