Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep

Other Lands Became A Larder Full Of All The Good Things All We Had To Do Was Go And Take Blood The Colour Of The Rain That Grew Our Wicked Harvest Black The Colour Icing On Our Cake

You Know, I Was Such A Big Beatles Fan, And When I'd Buy A New Album I'd Invariably Hate It The First Time I Heard It 'cause It Was A Mixture Of Absolute Joy And Absolute Frustration. I Couldn't Grasp What They'd Done, And I'd Hate Myself For That.

Ballet For A Rainy Day Silent Film Of Melting Miracle Play Dancing Out There Through My Window To The Backdrop Of A Slow Descending Grey

By The Early '70s I Had Gotten Reasonable And I Started To Get In Hundreds Of Groups That Rehearsed And Never Played At All. I Mean, The Most Important Thing Was To Look Good And Have A Great Name.

I Met Jack Bruce, One Of My Heroes, In A Studio While Doing Some Recording. England Had Just Beat Scotland In A Big Football Match And I Saw Jack Trying To Break Into This Refrigerator In The Lounge, Drunk Out Of His Brain, And I Didn't Know What To Say.