Little red wagon, little red bike, I ain’t no monkey but I know what I like. - Bob Dylan

Some people never work a day in their lives, don't know what work even means.

It's a shadowy world, skies are slippery grey. A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet. He'll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat, take the motherless children off the street and place them at the feet of a harlot.

I used to think that myself and my songs were the same thing. But I don't believe that any more. There's myself and there's my song, which I hope is everybody's song.