We are all just monkeys with money and guns.
TOM WAITSThe blues is like a planet. It’s an enormous topic. You can’t ignore the impact that it has had and continues to have on the whole musical culture. It’s a tree that everyone is swinging from. Without it, I don’t know where I would be. It’s indelible and indispensable.
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The devil knows the Bible like the back of his hand.
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I put food on the table and roof overhead. But I’d trade it all tomorrow for the highway instead.
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And the earth died screaming, while I lay dreaming.
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I’ve lost my equilibrium, my car keys, and my pride.
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I did my time in the jail of your arms.
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Bill Hicks – blowtorch, excavator, truthsayer, and brain specialist. He will correct your vision. Others will drive on the road he built.
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There’s always free cheddar in the mousetrap, baby.
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I always liked the idea that America is a big facade. We are all insects crawling across on the shiny hood of a Cadillac. We’re all looking at the wrapping. But we won’t tear the wrapping to see what lies beneath.
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Songs are really just very interesting things to be doing with the air.
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We are buried beneath the weight of information, which is being confused with knowledge; quantity is being confused with abundance and wealth with happiness. We are monkeys with money and guns.
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I like my music with the rinds and the seeds and pulp left in.
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I can’t listen to so much music at the same time. I think you really have to have a diet. You’re just processing too much, there’s no place to put it. If you go a long time without hearing music, then you hear music that nobody else hears.
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The folks who know the truth aren’t talking. The ones who don’t have a clue, you can’t shut them up!
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Well I got a bad liver and broken heart, yeah, I drunk me a river since you tore me apart.
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People get frightened that success is going to take them out of life. They’re no longer going to be on the corner of Bedlam and Squalor; life will only be something you can get through the mail.
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