I used to be friends with reality—she used to be a pal, real close to me. —P.M. Dawn, "Reality Used to Be a Friend of Mine"
These two words, a little bit behind the beat, I mean just enough to turn you on. —Prince, "Joy in Repetition"
I'd like to think that I'm a man of exquisite taste, a hundred percent Italian silk imported Egyptian lace. —Prince, "Adore"
If anybody asks you, you belong to Prince. —Prince, "Private Joy"
Gotta find a gas station, gotta find a pay phone. This turnpike sure is spooky at night when you're all alone. —Bruce Springsteen, "Open All Night"
You’d sell your soul for a tacky song like the ones you hear on the radio. —Neneh Cherry, "Manchild"
It doesn't make me nervous—if anything, I'm restless. Yeah, I've been around and I've seen it all. —Tove Lo, "Habits"
And if the music ain't good, well it's just too bad—we're gonna sing along no matter what. —Scissor Sisters, "Take Your Mama"
I know you've got a little life in you yet. I know you've got a lot of strength left. —Kate Bush, "This Woman's Work"
Who's going to love the loveless, if not you?—Lloyd Cole, "Loveless"
I am Voyager, flying blind through unimaginable space and time. —Momus, "Voyager"
You're bound to win, 'cause if I'm betting against you, I think I'd rather lose. —Jack Johnson, "Cocoon"
But if you hurt what's mine, I'll sure as hell retaliate. —Massive Attack, "Safe from Harm"
I'm like a boy among men. I'd like a permanent friend. I'd like to think that I was just myself again. —Blow Monkeys, "Digging Your Scene"