Somewhere Down The Line Everyone Must Pay

I Was Impossible. I Don't Know How Anyone Could Have Lived With Me. For The First Time In My Life, I Was On The Scrap Heap, An Unemployed Worker.

It's As Serious As Anyone Ever Gets, You Know. It's Just Words. It's Just Good Poetry.

We Were A Savage Little Lot, Liverpool Kids, Not Pacifist Or Vegetarian Or Anything. But I Feel I've Gone Beyond That, And That It Was Immature To Be So Prejudiced And Believe In All The Stereotypes.

We Would Normally Play It To Cynthia Or Whoever Was Around

My Old School In Liverpool Is Now A Performing-arts School, And I Kind Of Teach There - I Use The Word Lightly - But I Go There And Talk To Students.