It's Weird Not To Be Weird.

I Don't Believe In Yesterday.

I'm Not Really A Career Person; I'm A Gardener, Basically.

I Used To Say To My Auntie, 'you Throw My Fu*kin' Poetry Out, And You'll Regret It When I'm Famous,' And She Threw The Bast*rd Stuff Out. I Never Forgave Her For Not Treating Me Like A Fu*kin' Genius Or Whatever I Was When I Was A Child.

We Are All Christ And Hitler. Yoko And I Want Christ To Win.

When You Cross The Street, Take My Hand