All right. I want the young American.

Do you remember, your President Nixon? Do you remember, the bills you have to pay Or even yesterday?

We live for just these twenty years Do we have to die for the fifty more.

Lord I kneel and offer you, my word on a wing And I'm trying hard to fit among your scheme of things It's safer than a strange land, but I still care for mysel…

On jazz: 'Jazz is known all over the world as an American musical art form and that's it. No America, no jazz. I've seen people try to connect it to other coun…

I'd rather be in Las Vegas 104 degrees than New York 90 degrees, you know why? Legalized prostitution. In any weather that takes the edge off.

'In general they are intoxicated by the fame of mass culture, a fame which the latter knows how to manipulate; they could just as well get together in clubs fo…