The Sun Is Up, The Sky Is

Reality Leaves A Lot To The Imagination.

Before Cliff (richard) And The Shadows, There Had Been Nothing Worth Listening To In British Music.

I Don't Mind People Putting Us Down, Because If Everybody Really Liked Us, It Would Be A Bore. You've Got To Have People Putting You Down. It Doesn't Give Any Edge To It If Everybody Just Falls Flat On Their Face Saying, "you're Great." We Enjoy Some Of The Criticisms As Well, They're Quite Funny; Some Of The Clever Criticisms, Not The Ones That Don't Know Anything, But Some Of The Clever Ones Are Quite Fun.

Imagine ... Imagine No Religion.

He Laid It On George, Me And Our Wives Without Telling Us At A Dinner Party At His House. He Was A Friend Of George's, And Our Dentist At The Time. He Just Put It In Our Coffee Or Something. He Didn't Know What It Was, It Was Just, 'it's All The Thing,' With The Middle-class London Swingers. They Had All Heard About It And Didn't Know It Was Different From Pot Or Pills. And They Gave It To Us, And He Was Saying, 'i Advise You Not To Leave,' And We Thought He Was Trying To Keep Us For An Orgy In His House And We Didn't Want To Know.