Well, I Sing By Night, Wander By

His [bob Dylan] Humour Was Dry And Splendid.

Warlords Of Sorrow And Queens Of Tomorrow Will Offer Their Heads For A Prayer. You Can't Find No Salvation, You Have No Expectations Anytime, Anyplace, Anywhere.

If You Ever Tell Anyone About Jonah's Sexual Dysfunction, I'll Never Play Music Again.

I Was Never A Topical Songwriter.

Truth Is Like A Waterslide-only Fun When It's Slippery And Wet.