i don’t wanna take my time going to work! i got a motorcycle and a sleeping bag, and ten or fifteen girls. what the hell do i wanna go off and go to work for? work for what, money? i got all the money in the world. i’m the king, man. i run the underworld, guy. i decide who does what and where they do it at! when am i gonna run around and act like some teeny-bopper for someone else’s money? i make the money, man. i roll in nickels. the game is mine. i deal the cards.
—charles manson
