Robert Smith Is A Whingebag.

Sometimes I Wish I Was Just A Simple Drunkard.

I'm Tired Again, I've Tried Again, And Now My Heart Is Full. And I Just Can't Explain...so I Won't Even Try To.

The Only Thing That Could Possibly Save British Politics Would Be Margaret Thatcher's Assassin.

With No Reason To Hide These Words I Feel, And No Reason To Talk About The Books I Read, But Still, I Do.

Rush To Danger; Wind Up Nowhere.