The Mid-life Crisis Is Just Those Times

I Can Do The Equivalent Of 150 Miles Per Hour And Not Get Stopped. I Could Quite Happily Pursue People Down The Motorway In My Helicopter.

I Know All We're Doing Is Travelling Without Moving. Speed Freak Faster Than A Speedin' Bullet, Slow Down. If I Don't, I Might Just Lose It, Locked Up. You've Got Me Honey, Locked Up Under Heavy Brakin', Yeah. You Know I've Got To Hang On, Drive Too Fast, I Might Be Last.

The Ability To Last More Than Six Minutes - Isn't That What All Men Want?

I Don't Watch Myself On Tv, I Don't Read The News Clippings About Me, So When People Come Up And Say, 'what About That Story Last Week?' I Go, 'i Didn't Even Know There Was.'

I'm In This Absolutely Gorgeous Manor House With Acres Of Quite Beautiful Countryside. I've Got Trout In The River, An Organic Vegetable Garden, I've Got My Work 40 Yards From My Home. I Don't Mind Being Criticised, But Where Are They Criticising From? Which Hut Are They Criticising Me From, Exactly?