They Like To Take All This Money

Fame It's Like... When You Look Through A Window, Say You Pass A Little Pub, Or An Inn. You Look Through The Window And You See People Talking And Carrying On. You,can Watch Outside The Window And See Them All Being Very Real With Each Other. But When You Walk Into The Room, It's Over. I Don't Pay Any Attention To It.

In The Dime Stores And Bus Stations, People Talk Of Situations, Read Books, Repeat Quotations, Draw Conclusions On The Wall.

I Accept Chaos, I'm Not Sure Whether It Accepts Me.

Socialism, Hypnotism, Patriotism, Materialism, Fools Making Laws For The Breaking Of Jaws.

It's Very Tiring Having Other People Tell You How Much They Dig You If You Yourself Don't Dig You.