Rumble Is The Best Instrumental Ever.

Really The Truth Is Just A Plain Picture. A Plain Picture Of, Let's Say, A Tramp Vomiting In The Sewere. You Know, And Next Door To The Picture Mr. Rockefeller Or Mr. C. W. Jones On The Subway Going To Work. You Know, Any Kind Of Picture. Just Make A Collage Of Pictures.

They Can't Hurt Me. Sure, They Can Crush You And Kill You. They Can Lay You Out On 42nd And Broadway And Put Hoses On You And Flush You In The Sewers And Put You On The Subway And Carry You Out To Coney Island And Bury You On The Ferris Wheel. But I Refuse To Sit Here And Worry About Dying.

He Did Ten Years In Attica, Reading Nietzsche And Wilhelm Reich.

People's Lives Are Filled With Vice And The Trappings Of It. Ambition, Greed And Selfishness All Have To Do With Vice. Sooner Or Later, You Have To See Through It Or You Don't Survive.

Everything's A Business. Love, Truth, Beauty. Conversation Is A Business. Spirituality Is Not A Business, So It's Going To Go Against The Grain Of People Who Are Trying To Exploit Other People.