I Just Want To Play

When I Was 16, The Pot Weeded Out The Men From The Boys, There Were The Heads And The Straights. Now It's Almost Like Money Can Weed It Out, You Know?

For My 21st Birthday, I Think My Mother Wanted To Give Me A Watch, Or Something, You Know, Some Kind Of Traditional Thing. And I Said, "well, If You're Going To Buy Me Something, There's A Gibson Melody Maker Guitar Advertised In The Paper For 60 Dollars. Do You Think I Could Have That?" And I Think That She Was Very Disappointed That At 21 I Was Still Messing Around With That Sort Of Thing. She Didn't Understand What It Was All About. But Now She Understands It, And Likes It.

I Think If I Lost An Edge, Or The Music Didn't Have The Aggression Or Whatever, Which Is Maybe One Of The Hallmarks Of What I Do, If Indeed It Is, I Still Think If You Have Something Original In What You Do And You Keep Doing That, Then You're All Right.

I Don't Listen To Music, And I Don't Particularly Watch Television, So If Anyone Wants To Come Over And Just Hang Out With Me Sitting At The Table In Silence, You Know, Eating A Dish Of Rice... I Don't Get Too Many Takers.

The People Who Are Making A Lot Of Money And Eating At Mcdonald's And Watching Mtv And Have Square Eyeballs, They're Over There. And Then Maybe There's Like Five Other People Left In America And I'm Just Waiting For Them To Come Up With Something Interesting.