“It’s gotta be rock and roll music, if you wanna dance with me.”

Music is music and I think music people are the delivers, the actors, when they put their music out they want to insert their character in it. So they call it such and such so you know how they live so to speak.

All were artists, playing foolish, having fights and making love as if the rest of the world had no racial problems whatsoever.

Don’t bother me, leave me alone. Anyway, I’m almost grown.

Actually I’m writing as best I can, in order to keep the momentum and the career there, but I want to live.

Could you imagine the way I felt, I couldn’t unfasten her safety belt. All the way home I held a grudge, for the safety belt that wouldn’t budge.

Rock is rock, and, rock and roll, rock is just short for rock and roll.

Back in the class room, open your books, keep up, the teacher don’t know how mean she looks.

Of the five most important things in life, health is first, education or knowledge is second, and wealth is third. I forget the other two.

There have been so many empires, kings are kinda going out of style.

I’m a millionaire, but I cut the grass. And each time I cut it, it’s my grass. And that is satisfying.

Science and religion are both the same thing. They’re there; they’re life. If it’s not science, it’s not a fact.

Praise doesn’t mean anything to me. I don’t judge myself.

A song is a song. But there are some songs, ah, some songs are the greatest. The Beatles song Yesterday. Listen to the lyrics.

All I want for Christmas is a rock n roll electric guitar.

He never ever learned to read or write so well, but he could play his guitar like he was ringing a bell.

It’s amazing how much you can learn if your intentions are truly earnest.

When two close kindred meet, What better than call a dance?

Hold me closer tiny dancer, count the headlights on the highway. Lay me down in sheets of linen, you had a busy day today.

She has every reason to be bitter, and yet her heart beats to the tune of kindness, and her soul dances to the melody of love.

Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame!

My friends they were dancing here in the streets of Huntsville when our first satellite orbited the Earth. They were dancing again when the first Americans landed on the Moon. I’d like to ask you, don’t hang up your dancing slippers.

Dance first. Think later. It’s the natural order.

She’s a jesus lover who likes to dance with the devil sometimes.

Bittersweet memories dancing in the pupils of my hollowed out eyes, these sugar-coated recollections attempt to latch onto me ultimately eating me alive.