I had a lovely time with this lady. I like it rough.

You’ll wish you had one.

If you can’t say everything you need to say with your lyrics, you shouldn’t be writing songs. When you add spoken words to a song, you demean both.

Consider my dickness as an ever-growing masterpiece, if you will, since it is.

I believe I promised you a cure for your species, that would fix everything…

When you use the word hate, mean it, or don’t use it at all. Stop diluting the vocabulary with your missing mind, don’t pretend to emotions you don’t have.

You might even like it.

I have nothing against cats, except, perhaps, the company they keep at times. They are not fond of me; I look too much like a union head. They do not need my help to torment things.