Remaining Childish Is A Tremendous State Of

I Love Discordancy. It Makes People Ill At Ease And Wakes Up A Part Of Their Brain That's Normally Asleep.

Some Visualize The Pistols Era In Shades Of Black And White. It Wasn't. Actually, The Colors I Envision Are Neon Or Army Dirt Green With Fluorescent Pink--anything That Would Annoy."

If I'm Left To My Own Devices, I Will Be Tempted To Make The Most Unlistenable Music Possible.

[replying To The Question Of The Presenter: "where Did The Name "sex Pistols" Come From, Who Thought This Name Up?"] Some Animal. I Can't Remember. It Doesn't Matter. It's History.

I'm Not One For Like Soul-searching, Sour Fizzy Moments. I Come From The School Of Hard Knocks, "f**king Get On With It", That's It.