Church On Time, Makes Me Party.

I've Come To The Realisation That I Have Absolutely No Idea What I'm Doing Half The Time...

I Really Floated Around In The '60s, Because I Felt Comfortable With Nothing.

Comfort Comes Into Your House First As Guest, Then As A Host, Then Finally As The Master.

If I Never Wake Again, I Certainly Will Have Lived While I Was Alive.

I Think Music Should Be Tarted Up, Made Into A Prostitute, A Parody Of Itself. It Should Be The Clown, The Pierrot Medium.