“Where have you been hanging out lately honey? You can’t dress trashy ’til you spend a lot of money.”

Loneliness will get to you somehow But ev’rybody loves you now.

I really wish I was less of a thinking man and more of a fool not afraid of rejection.

I’m single but interviewing.

Most people you’d tell “I’m gonna be a musician,” they’d say, “you’re crazy, you’re gonna starve, you’re gonna be poor, a drug addict, go to jail, you’ll never make it, there’s too much competition.

Some love is just a lie of the heart, the cold remains of what began with a passionate heart.

Davey Crocket, Peter Pan, Elvis Presley, Disneyland.

Life is a series of hellos and goodbyes; I’m afraid it’s time for goodbye again

You can pay Uncle Sam with all your overtime, is that all you get for your money?

There are people who have lost every trace of human kindness.

We all end in the ocean. We all start in the streams. We’re all carried along, by the river of dreams.

I’d rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints – the sinners are much more fun.

…And you’re the only one who knows.

You can walk away from your mistakes You can turn your back on what you do Just a little smile is all it takes And you can have your cake and eat it too.

You want to give people a reason to hate my guts more? I’m making more money.

Even when I stop performing or stop making records I won’t stop being creative. Songwriting is a good outlet.

Give us this day our daily discount outlet merchandise…

It is the honey which makes us cruel enough to ignore the death of a bee.

If true love was the purest honey you were just an artificial sweetener.

She undresses like honey In a half emptied bottle, it is warm it is good it is god.

So we danced in the rain and woke to the haze of a sunrise painted in honey.

Have I been buried alive by chronic pain? I can taste the dirt as they put me in the earth, thick on my lips like the honey that drips down my lips.

Honey its time to move on. You deserve to be loved too.

Tigers don’t like honey.

When carrying a jar of honey to give to a friend for his birthday, don’t stop and eat it along the way.