The Only Reason I Went For That

We Gave Up Everything Just To Sit At Your Table.

No Short-haired, Yellow-bellied, Son Of Tricky Dicky Is Gonna Mother Hubbard Soft Soap Me With Just A Pocketful Of Soap.

A More Interesting Question Is Not 'why Did They Break Up?' But 'would They Have Gotten Back Together?' ... There's Always A Chance We'd Work Together Again, But I Can't See Us Touring. I Just See Us Making Records.

I Started Being Me About The Songs, Not Writing Objectively, But Subjectively. I Think It Was Dylan Who Helped Me Realize That - Not By Any Discussion Or Anything, But By Hearing His Work.

We'd Also Have To Infiltrate The Army Too, Because They Are Well Trained To Kill Us All.