Schizophrenia demons live in my head.

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.

They like my music because I rock.

Take me off on harmony joy rides.

You're my sweetheart to the max. I love you like Crispy Critters.

I want to be famous and rich. . . . I am famous and rich.