“It's cold out there, colder than a ticket taker's smile at the Ivar Theatre on a Saturday night.”

“Most of the people I admire, they usually smell funny and don't get out much. It's true. Most of them are either dead or not feeling well.”

“Now its raining its pouringthe old man is snoringnow I lay me down to sleepI hear the sirens in the streetall my dreams are made of chromeI have no way to get back homeI’d rather die before I wakelike Marilyn Monroeand throw my dreams out inthe street and therain make ‘em grow”

“slept all night in the cedar grove,i was born to ramble, born to rove,some men are searchin' for the holy grail,but there ain't nothin' sweeterthan ridin' the rails”

“Well you say that it's gospel,But I know that it's only church.”

“When the weather's rough and it's whiskey in the rain it's best to wrap your savior up in cellophane.”

“I'd rather have a bottle in front of me than a frontal lobotomy.”