“I had to learn a new way of playing. I had to practice a lot, and just find ways around the limitations. So it was a bad idea to break my hand.You said you were doing a lot of cocaine. Did that affect your songwriting?No. I think it affected my breaking my hand.”

“Sometimes life, will get you down, break your heart, steal your crown.”

“Well, I started out down a dirty roadStarted out all aloneAnd the sun went down as I crossed the hillAnd the town lit up, the world got stillI'm learning to fly but I ain't got wingsComing down is the hardest thingWell, the good ol' days may not returnAnd the rocks might melt and the sea may burnI'm learning to fly but I ain't got wingsComing down is the hardest thingWell, some say life will beat you downBreak your heart, steal your crownSo I've started out for God knows whereI guess I'll know when I get thereI'm learning to fly around the cloudsBut what goes up must come down”

“Excuse me if I have/some place in my mind/where I go time to time.”

“I'll stand my ground and I won't back down...”

“How 'bout a cheer for all those bad girls?And all those boys that play that rock and roll?They love it like you love Jesus,It does the same thing to their souls.”

“So I started out for God knows where.I guess I'll know when I get there.”