I've Never Really Been Wanted.

Part Of Me Suspects That I'm A Loser, And The Other Part Of Me Thinks I'm God Almighty.

The Only Reason I Went For That Goal Is That I Wanted To Say: 'now, Mummy-daddy, Will You Love Me?'

I Keep On Reading The Morning Star Newspaper To See If There's Any Hope, But It Seems To Be In The 19th Century; It Seems To Be Written For Dropped-out, Middle-aged Liberals.

If I Had The Capabilities Of Being Something Other Than I Am, I Would. It's No Fun Being An Artist. You Know What It's Like, Writing, It's Torture.

Laurel And Hardy. That's John And Yoko, And We Stand A Better Chance Under That Guise, Because All The Serious People, Like Martin Luther King, And Kennedy, And Gandhi, Got Shot.