You Got All Your Friends, I Got

Dissatisfied With What I Am, I Want To Be A Better Man.

He Thinks He Is A Flower To Be Looked At And When He Pulls His Frilly Nylon Pants Right Up Tight He Feels A Dedicated Follower Of Fashion. When A Waiter At Buckingham Palace Spilled Soup On Her Dress: Never Darken My Dior Again!

Oh, Demon Alcohol, Sad Memories I Can't Recall.

I Think When You Write Songs, You Write About People... People Are The Source Of My Material. And London Is A Wonderful Place To Be For People. So, The Next Time You're Sitting In A Park Somewhere, And You See Someone Like Me Looking At You, Don't Phone The Police. I'm Just Writing

Everything Is Reduced To What's Physical In The End, Because It's The Filth Inside People's Minds That Creates All The Evil. What Is A Body, Anyway? I Suppose You've Got To Abuse Your Body To Understand It. If You're Not Prepared To Humiliate Yourself In Order To Give Somebody Else A Moment's Pleasure, I Don't Believe That You've Actually Lived.