We Stole Their Babes And Mothers, Chiefs

We Stole Their Babes And Mothers, Chiefs And Braves Although We Held The Whip, You Knew We Were The Real Slaves To Alchemy, Human Alchemy.

Where I've Arrived Now Is The Product Of Mixing The Very Straight With The Very Exploratory; There's A Fine Line Between The Two, Although It Tends To Be Getting Straighter And Straighter Because My Songwriting Is Getting Better.

Now That I'm Out And I'm Shouting In Doorways Freed From A Love More Like Murder I Should Be Singing But In Liberation Feel Like A Ship With No Rudder.

I Met Jack Bruce, One Of My Heroes, In A Studio While Doing Some Recording. England Had Just Beat Scotland In A Big Football Match And I Saw Jack Trying To Break Into This Refrigerator In The Lounge, Drunk Out Of His Brain, And I Didn't Know What To Say.

I Actually Think The Creative Process Is Finite, And I'm Wondering Whether I've Retched Everything Up. Because It's Like Vomiting Or Shitting.