I'll Never Have A Stylist.

Americans Want Grungy People, Stabbing Themselves In The Head On Stage. They Get A Bright Bunch Like Us, With Deodorant On, They Don't Get It. I'm 24 Years Old, I've Got A Load A Money, What Am I Gonna Do, Sit At Home And Twiddle Me Thumbs? No. I'm Gonna Go Out And 'ave It.

It's About The Music And That's It. I'm Not An Entertainer. But I Do Entertain People, See What I Mean?

I Live For Now, Not For What Happens After I Die.

It Gets Better And Better Being Me.

There's No Rules. Show Me The Rule Book.