My Son Jack Once Said To Me,

I Grew Up Having To Piss In A Bucket ’cos There Was No Indoor Shitter, And Now I Have These Computerised Japanese Super-loo Things That Have Heated Seats And Wash And Blow-dry Your Arse At The Touch Of A Button. Give It A Couple Of Years And I’ll Have A Bog With A Robot Arm That Pulls Out My Turds, So I Don’t Have To Strain.

People Want It To Be Red, Like Blood. It's Kind Of Funny. When I Used To Throw Meat Into The Audience, I'd Get Letters From Kids' Mothers Saying, "what's The Best Way To Get Blood Stains Out Of My Son's Shirt?"

There Was A Cinema Called The Orient Outside The Community Centre Where We Rehearsed In Six Ways, And Whenever It Showed A Horror Film The Queue Would Go All The Way Down The Street And Around The Corner. 'isn't It Strange How People Will Pay Money To Frighten Themselves?' I Remember Tony [iommi] Saying One Day. 'maybe We Should Stop Doing Blues And Write Scary Music Instead.'

I'll Kind Of Tend To Beat Myself Up Because I Just Want It To Sound Better Than Better.

There Are No Unbeatable Odds, There Are No Believable Gods.