In the dime stores and bus stations, People talk of situations, read books, repeat quotations, Draw conclusions on the wall

Come you masters of war You that build all the guns You that build the death planes You that build the big bombs You that hide behind walls You that hide behind desks I just want you to know I can see through your masks

When you feel in your gut what you are and then dynamically pursue it - don't back down and don't give up then you're going to mystify a lot of folks.

Basically you have to suppress your own ambitions in order to be who you need to be.

Chaos is a friend of mine

Music can save people, but it can't in the commercial way it's being used. It's just too much. It's pollution