Time You Enjoy Wasting, Was Not Wasted.

As A Kid I Had A Dream - I Wanted To Own My Own Bicycle. When I Got The Bike I Must Have Been The Happiest Boy In Liverpool, Maybe The World. I Lived For That Bike. Most Kids Left Their Bike In The Backyard At Night. Not Me. I Insisted On Taking Mine Indoors And The First Night I Even Kept It In My Bed.

For A Long Time I Wasn't Listening To Music, To The Rock And Roll Stuff On The Radio, Because It Would Cause Me To Get Sweaty. It Would Bring Back Memories I Didn't Want To Know About, Or I Would Get That Feeling That I'm Not Alive 'cause I'm Not Making It. And If It Was Good, I Hated It 'cause I Wasn't Doing It. And If It Was Bad, I Was Furious 'cause I Could've Done It Better.

How Can You Talk About Power To The People Unless You Realise The People Is Both Sexes.

I'm Dissatisfied With Every Record The Beatles Ever F***ing Made. There Ain't One Of Them I Wouldn't Remake.

Now, In The Sixties We Were Naive, Like Children. Everybody Went Back To Their Rooms And Said 'we Didn't Get A Wonderful World Of Just Flowers And Peace And Happy Chocolate, And It Won't Be Just Pretty And Beautiful All The Time,' And Just Like Babies Everyone Went Back To Their Rooms And Sulked. 'we're Going To Stay In Our Rooms And Play Rock And Roll And Not Do Anything Else, Because The World's A Nasty Horrible Place, Because It Didn't Give Us Everything We Cried For.' Right? Crying For It Wasn't Enough.