Oh Lord, Won't You Buy Me A

I'm Just Doing What I Wanted To And What Feels Right And Not Settling For Bullshit And It Worked. How Can They Be Mad At That?

I Want A Bigger Band With Higher Highs, A Bigger Ladder. And I Want More Bottom - I Want An Incredible Amount Of Bottom. I Want More Noise. When I Do A Rock Tune I Want It To Be So Huge.

After They See Me, When Their Mothers Are Feeding Them All That Cashmere Sweater And Girdle ----- [expletive Deleted By The New York Times], Maybe They'll Have A Second Thought - That They Can Be Themselves And Win.

At My Concerts Most Of The Chicks Are Looking For Liberation, They Think I'm Gonna Show 'em How To Do It.

People, Whether They Know It Or Not, Like Their Blues Singers Miserable. They Like Their Blues Singers To Die Afterwards.