I Find Words Really Hard.

That's What You Join A Band For, Is To Make Music. Not To Sit Around And Have Five Years Off. We're Not Getting Any Younger.

Americans Want Grungy People, Stabbing Themselves In The Head On Stage. They Get A Bright Bunch Like Us, With Deodorant On, They Don't Get It. I'm 24 Years Old, I've Got A Load A Money, What Am I Gonna Do, Sit At Home And Twiddle Me Thumbs? No. I'm Gonna Go Out And 'ave It.

I Definitely Prefer To Be In A Band. There's Too Many Solo People, And Bands Are Suffering. There's Too Many Great Bands That Have Split Up Because Somebody's Got An Ego, And Then He Goes Solo.

I Suppose I Do Get Sad, But Not For Too Long. I Just Look In The Mirror And Go, 'what A F***ing Good-looking F*** You Are.' And Then I Brighten Up.

I Love The Beatles. What More Can I Say? I'm Not Gonna Lie To You. I Love 'em. They Make Me Happy. And I Think They Were The Best, And Still Are.