I'm 41 Now And The Right Knee

In My Mind, There's A Time And A Place For Putting Your Foot Down.

Every Now And Again I Need To Get Away From Everything. I'm Quite A Hidey-hole Kind Of A Guy.

I Know All We're Doing Is Travelling Without Moving. Speed Freak Faster Than A Speedin' Bullet, Slow Down. If I Don't, I Might Just Lose It, Locked Up. You've Got Me Honey, Locked Up Under Heavy Brakin', Yeah. You Know I've Got To Hang On, Drive Too Fast, I Might Be Last.

My Place In Scotland Is In The Middle Of Nowhere, So You've Just Got A Keyboard, Guitar, A Little Drum Machine And You Know If You Can Work Stuff Out Like That, If You Can Hammer Out Songs That Sound Good Just With Those Three Things And A Voice, You're On Your Way.

I'm 41 Now And The Right Knee Has Got A Bit Of A Twinge In It. I Get About The Stage A Little Less Now.