I Came Into This Life, Looked All

I'm Eighteen, And I Don't Know What I Want.

Militant Mothers Hiding In The Basement Using Pots And Pans As Their Shields And Their Helmets.

It's A Big Flash Of All These Things And Whatever You Take Out Of That Statement's One Statement, One Mind, One Statement, One Act, One Show, And All The Songs Are One.

When We Get Together And Rehearse, Which Is Always Living With Each Other, We Always Talk About What Would Make It Better, What Would Mean More, What Would Say More. So We're Always Improving And Growing.

I Think He Was Trying To Produce More Of A... Sort Of A Cheaper Image.