I'm Mad, You Know? I Don't Think

I Just Start Singing Some Words With A Tune. I Don't Ever Write A Song Thinking, Now I'll Write A Song About... .

I Feel That If I Said Anything About John, I Would Have To Sit Here For Five Days And Say It All. Or I Don't Want To Say Anything.

Love Is A Robber And He Lives Within Your Eyes.

I Used To Think That All My Wings Stuff Was Second-rate Stuff, But I Began To Meet Younger Kids, Not Kids From My Beatle Generation, Who Would Say, We Really Love This Song.

I Like Most Kinds Of Music. So I Haven't Got A Bag, As They Say... Except The Big Black One In The Hall Outside.