We Don't Do It For

Gay As A Daffodil.

It Destroys The Soul To Hear That You're All Hype, That You Have No Talent, And That Your Whole Career Has Been Contrived.

I Dress To Kill, But Tastefully.

About Ten Years Ago, I Knew Three Chords On The Guitar. Now, In 1982, I Know Three Chords On The Guitar.

When I'm Dead Are They Going To Remember Me ? I Don't Really Think About It, It's Up To Them. When I'm Dead, Who Cares ? I Don't.