All she wanted was sax.
I can't remember faces, don't remember names, but after awhile and a thousand miles it all becomes the same.
I've played all kinds of places, laid all kinds of girls.
She's the quiet type who's into heavy metal.
The piano sounds like a carnival and the microphone smells like a beer. And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar and say, man, what are you doing here?
Rock and roll just used to be for kicks, now a days it's politics.
The whole world loves American movies, blue jeans, jazz and rock and roll. It is probably a better way to get to know our country than by what politicians or airline commercials represent.
Videos destroyed the vitality of rock and roll. Before that, music said, "Listen to me." Now it says, "Look at me."
Hot funk, cold punk, even if it's old junk, it's still rock and roll to me.