In My Hometown Memories Are Fresh.

I Want To Go And See Things As A Fan Again. I Am A Fan, But I Can't Remember What It Feels Like To Be A Fan Anymore. Because I've Become An Artist. I've Become The Artist.

So Is It Over Is This Really It You've Given Up So Easily I Thought You Loved Me More Than This

I Don't Make Music For Eyes. I Make Music For Ears.

My Body Doesn't Have Any Rhythm, You Know. I've Got Quite Good Rhythm When I'm Singing But My Feet Are Very Much Two Left Feet.

A Drunk Tongue Is An Honest One In My Opinion.