People Say It's Hard At The Top,

I'll Only Retire In The Day I Should Be Dead And They Have Me Buried, And Some Idiot Spell Over My Casket Some Stupid Gospel Stuff.

We're Going Off The Rails On A Crazy Train.

I've Listened To Preachers, I've Listened To Fools. I've Worshipped The Dropouts, Who've Made Their Own Rules.

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.

It Took A Lot Of Water To Down Just That F-king Bat's Head, Let Me Tell You. It's Still Stuck In My F-king Throat, After All These Years. People All Over The World Say, 'you're The Guy Who Kills Creatures? You Still Do It? You Do It Every Night?' It Happened F-king Once, For Christ's Sake.