I Hated School. Hated It.

The Jesus Freaks Were The Worst. While The ‘suicide Solution’ Case Was Going Through The Courts They Followed Me Around Everywhere. They Would Picket My Shows With Signs That Read, ‘the Anti-christ Is Here’. And They’d Always Be Chanting: ‘put Satan Behind You! Put Jesus In Front Of You!’ One Time, I Made My Own Sign – A Smiley Face With The Words ‘have A Nice Day’ – And Went Out And Joined Them. They Didn’t Even Notice. Then, Just As The Gig Was About To Start, I Put Down The Sign, Said, ‘see Ya, Guys,’ And Went Back To My Dressing Room.

How Can You Go On Stage And Shout 'yeah! Rock'n'roll Forever!' And Then Go To Bed At 10 O'clock With A Nightcap On, A Candle In Your Hand And A Bible Under Your Arm?

Conceived In Anger, Addicted To Hate, The Mutant Child Of A Twisted State.

Rock And Roll Is My Religion.

The Beatles Gave Me Everything. Especially Paul Mccartney. I Adore Him.