Vince Neil Quotes
If the songs aren't there and you throw a TV set out of the window, who cares?
Quotes to Explore
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I don't really like to explain my songs.
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Many of the songs on Undertow were written at the time Opiate came out.
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I really believed that my songs were good enough for the whole world to listen to. I had fans from America or the U.K. who would be like, 'Oh my God, I love your music'.
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So many songs are just a wink to the audience, but people take them seriously. 'My Humps?' C'mon!
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I never set out to write songs about the world around me... it just kind of came about as a result of paying more attention to things.
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I tend to name albums after one of the songs.
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With my songs I tried to prove that there is love.
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Every battalion has its marching songs.
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I don't have many easy songs.
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The songs I love to sing are story songs, from Yiddish songs to Tom Waits.
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My biggest advice for girls – and this is something that I wish I could have known when I was younger – is to have thick skin. It's something that you definitely develop when you get older, but when I first started, I was so obsessed with pleasing everybody. I wanted everybody to like me and to like my songs.
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I love the smell of a theater. The old rooms and the carpet and all that stuff. I love to tell stories. Even before I was doing music, I saw myself as a director. So most of my songs come in a play form, you know, where there are characters and stories, so I like to go beyond just the song sometimes.
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I'm a lover of songs.
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We lived, ate, and breathed pop songs.
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Dad really had little to do with the songs, except to perform them.
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Through devotion, your family cares become more peaceful, mutual love between husband and wife becomes more sincere, the service we owe to the prince more faithful, and our work, no matter what it is, becomes more pleasant and agreeable.
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We have always adapted ourselves to the songs instead of vice versa.
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We became the songs we wrote.
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Fading, with the Night, the memory of a dead love, and the withered leaves of a blighted hope, and the sickly repinings and moody regrets that numb the best energies of the soul: and rising, broadening, rolling upward like a living flood, the manly resolve, and the dauntless will, and the heavenward gaze of faith-the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen!
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The beauty of independence, departure, actions that rely on themselves.
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The best verse hasn't been rhymed yet, The best house hasn't been planned, The highest peak hasn't been climbed yet, The mightiest rivers aren't spanned; Don't worry and fret, faint-hearted, The chances have just begun For the best jobs haven't been started, The best work hasn't been done.
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If the songs aren't there and you throw a TV set out of the window, who cares?
