Happiness Is A Warm Gun.

Tell The Truth And Make It Rhyme

It's Just Natural, It's Not A Great Disaster. People Keep Talking About It Like It's The End Of The Earth. It's Only A Rock Group That Split Up, It's Nothing Important. You Know, You Have All The Old Records There If You Want To Reminisce.

In The Two Books I Wrote, Even Though They Were Written In A Sort Of Joycean Gobbledegook, There's Many Knocks At Religion And There Is A Play About A Worker And A Capitalist. I've Been Satirising The System Since My Childhood. I Used To Write Magazines In School And Hand Them Around.

Pools Of Sorrow. Waves Of Joy.

It's No Good Having, Being With People You Can Dominate All The Time. Or Being With Someone Who Can Dominate You All The Time. Because Either One Is Boring.