Again, I Lay Awake, And I Cried

I Can Smell Burning Flesh... And I Hope To God It's Human.

My Childhood Is Streets Upon Streets Upon Streets Upon Streets. Streets To Define You And Streets To Confine You, With No Sign Of Motorway, Freeway Or Highway.

Whenever I’d Over­hear How People Found Me To Be ‘a Bit Much’ (which Is The Gentle Way Of Say­ing The Word ‘unbear­able’), I Under­stood Why. To Myself I Would Say: Well, Yes Of Course I’m A Bit Much — If I Weren’t, I Would Not Be Lit Up By So Many Lights.

Well, The Problem I've Had With All The Interviews I've Had In America - I Had Meetings With About Nine Labels - And They All Say To Me "will Your New Songs Fit In With What Is Popular And What Is In The Chart?" And I Say "good God, I Hope Not!"

Whether It Be Beyonce Or Justin Bieber, We See Singers Who Have Absolutely Nothing To Offer Anyone As They Walk Off Stage Clutching Three Grammys In Each Hand.