I'd Make A Bad Preacher.

I'd Make A Bad Preacher.

My Parents Never Had Any Money. It Was Cash Flow. It Flows, And You Got Your Fingers In It For A Little While, And It Flows Away. That's All I Know About Money. And I Don't Know, It Flows And It's A River, But You Can Never, Ever Keep It. As An Artist, I Can't Keep It. But Hey, A Man Who Dies With A Cent In The Bank Is A Foolish Man. So I Guess I'm Going Against The Conservators. I'm A Spendthrift.

We Must Come To The Point Where We Realize The Concept Of Race Is A False One. There Is Only One Race, The Human Race.

Certainly The Format Of Ghostbusting Lends Itself To A Videogame Beautifully.

Heaven To Me Is Percussion And Bass, A Screaming Guitar And A Burbling Hammond B-3 Organ. It's A Soup I Love Being Immersed In.