I Used To Dream, And I Used

It Doesn't Stop. It Really Doesn't Stop. It's The Way I Live Every Single Day. I Don't Do Anything Else. I Have No Other Interest Other Than Music. At All.

Sometimes I Wish I Was Just A Simple Drunkard.

I Can't Believe I'm 29. Where Did The Years Go? Why Did The Years Go?

In England, Pop Music Seems Now To Be Exclusively For Children. If An Artist Is No Good, Why Is It Necessary To Have That Artist Repeatedly Rammed In Our Face?

All Human Activity Is Fruitless When Pitted Against The Girls And Boys Singing On Pop Television, For They Have Found The Answer As The Rest Of Us Search For The Question. I Will Sing, Too. If Not, I Will Have To Die.