Those Who Seek To Profit By Division

I Recycle And Try To Be Nice To The Earth. But Flora And Fauna Have Always Interested Me, And It Is Because Of So Many Years Of Summer Camp And Growing Up In Dc With Rock Creek Park Fairly Near Me, Or Glover Park; I Lived In Glover Park For A While And That Park Was In My Backyard.

Whenever I Write Lyrics, In The Back Of My Mind I Always See A Guy Driving To Work, Driving To A Really Bad Job, One Of Those Horrible Institutions, Or One Of Those Low Squat Buildings In Los Angeles. I Write With That Person In My Mind.

You Are The Untold Story. You Are The Impassioned Truth Wanting To Scream Its Existence, To Be Forever Trapped By A Strong Hand Clapped Firmly Over The Mouth Of My Soul.

The Tasks I Set Out For Myself Are What I Do To Beat The Perfect Pointlessness Of Life.

I Don't Have Any Spiritual Anything.you Shoot A Guy With A Gun, He Dies. You Step On A Bug, The Bug Dies. There Is No Heaven For Me And No Hell. And Certainly Not Any Karma.