I Don't Believe In Angels, No. But

I Spent The Whole Time Battering People I Liked And Singing With My Arm Round People I Loathed.

I've Always Liked It Here. Part Of Me Is Irish. My Family Comes From The West Coast, So Whenever I Come To Ireland I Get A Wee Tingling In My Heart That I'm Where I Belong.

The Human Race Has Been Set Up. Someone, Somewhere, Is Playing A Practical Joke On Us. Apparently, Women Need To Feel Loved To Have Sex. Men Need To Have Sex To Feel Loved. How Do We Ever Get Started.

I Don't Think I've Ever Died On Stage. I've Had Jokes That Died On Stage. I've Told A Joke And Absolutely Nothing. They Didn't Know It Was The End Of The Joke.

I Don't Believe In Angels, No. But I Do Have A Wee Parking Angel. It's On My Dashboard And You Wind It Up. The Wings Flap And It's Supposed To Give You A Parking Space. It's Worked So Far.