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Rebel, Rebel, You've Torn Your Dress. Rebel, Rebel, Your Face Is A Mess. Rebel, Rebel, How Could They Know? Hot Tramp, I Love You So.

Hey Man, I Gotta Straighten My Face. This Mellow Thighed Chick Just Put My Spine Out Of Place.

A Lot Of People That I Know Are Bugged With The Idea That They Have Got To Have An Audience, Or They Have Got To Be Liked. I Think The More That You Fall Into That Trap It Makes Your Own Life Harder To Come To Terms With, Because An Audience Appreciation Is Only Going To Be Periodic At The Best Of Times.

I Never Could Get Over The Fact That The Pixies Formed, Worked And Separated Without America Taking Them To Its Heart Or Even Recognizing Their Existence For The Most Part.

I Spent So Much Time In My Bedroom. It Really Was My Entire World. I Had Books Up There, My Music Up There, My Record Player. Going From My World Upstairs Out Onto The Street, I Had To Pass Through This No-man's-land Of The Living Room, You Know, And Out The Front Hall.