My Job Is To Go Out And

All Right, I Am Often Brash, Rude And Brutally Direct. Someday I'm Going To Die And I Don't Have Time To Toe-dance Around The Periphery Of Hatred.

The Only Thing We Don't Have A God For Is Premature Ejaculation... But I Hear That It's Coming Quickly.

My God, I'd Love To Smash Into The Casket Of Dostoyevsky, Grab That Bony Hand And Scream At The Remains, 'well Done, You God-damn Genius.'

Look, I Don't Want To Wax Philosophic, But I Will Say That If You're Alive You've Got To Flap Your Arms And Legs, You've Got To Jump Around A Lot, For Life Is The Very Opposite Of Death, And Therefore You Must At Very Least Think Noisy And Colorfully, Or You're Not Alive.

A Lot Of Music Is Mathematics. It's Balance.