Schizophrenia demons live in my head.
You're my sweetheart to the max. I love you like Crispy Critters.
I'm doing what I want to do, and I don't care what you think you need!
Quit shouting those rerun songs at me.
Put me on torture hell rides.
Take me off on harmony joy rides.
I want to be famous and rich. . . . I am famous and rich.
They like my music because I rock.
I've been playing music for a long time. I play my music to keep busy. I play my music to keep out of trouble. I play my music to be a good person. My music keeps me from doing bad things. It keeps me from hurting other people and going to prison. I play my music to keep my mind off my demons.
I don't want to mess up my songs. If I didn't end my songs with commercials, I wouldn't know what to say.
The music I like to play is Rock 'N Roll. I like to rock like a wild animal. I like to rock it well enough to whip a yak's ass. I love to rock it good on a horse's ass. I like to rock it real hard. I love to rock it all the way to Russia. I like to kick out the Jazz and kick it out all the way.
Rock music pays off. Rock music takes me on a joyride. Rock music keeps me off the hell city bus. Rock music will always look out for me. But I will not let my torture profanity demon shoot it down.
Here's what I'm going to have to say to all of you. If some of you have demons in your head who talk to you in profanity or whatever, don't let your demon shoot down your rock music, don't let your demon keep you off the joy bus. So like I say, Rock music pays off.