I Don't Mind If My Skull Ends

I Always Work On New Year's Eve, No Matter What.

The Counselor At Our Clinic Would Cry With The Girls At The Drop Of A Hat. She Would Find Their Weakness And Work On It. The Women Were Never Given Any Alternatives. They Were Told How Much Trouble It Is To Have A Baby.

That Was Always What I Felt Was The Beauty Of Rock 'n' Roll, It Was Entertainment And Showbiz Yet It Had The Idea Of The Voice Of The People, It Had An Essence To It Which Was Socially Motivated. Not That I Want To Change To World, You Know? But It Was Sort Of Relevant To Real Life, It Involved The Real Essence Of Poetry Or The Real Essence Of Fine Art. But It Was Also Entertainment. That Was The Real Vitality.

We Wanted To Enjoy What We Were Doing And We Had Business Things We Had To Straighten Out And Personnel Problems And It Sort Of Took A Little Time To Do It.

I Don't Mind If My Skull Ends Up On A Shelf As Long As It's Got My Name On It.