I was really drunk with him [Nikki Sixx].
(September 19, 1958 - )
Like any power hitter he tries to juice it up too much at times. But he's letting the pitch travel to him much better now and when he makes contact, he's moving the ball around better. He's found the rhythm of a stroke rather than an all-out hack.
Sing unto him, sing psalms unto him, talk ye of all his wondrous works.
While women weep, as they do now, I'll fight; while children go hungry, as they do now I'll fight; while men go to prison, in and out, in and out, as they do now, I'll fight; while there is a drunkard left, while there is a poor lost girl upon the streets, while there remains one dark soul without the light of God, I'll fight, I'll fight to the very end!