There Are No Real Men.

Let's Face It, We Do Have This Mating Instinct That Just Won't Quit, You Know? Just When You Think It's Safe To Come Out, There It Is Again. You're Driving Down The Street, And It's The Last Thing On Your Mind, And All Of A Sudden You're Like, "oh, He Looks Nice," And You're Up A Lamppost.

I Just Want To Be As Regular, And Get By With Doing The Least Amount Of Publicity, But Still Look Really Cool, You Know? And Get A Bit Of Respect.

When I Was 16, The Pot Weeded Out The Men From The Boys, There Were The Heads And The Straights. Now It's Almost Like Money Can Weed It Out, You Know?

I Like Madonna A Lot. I Think She's Really Good And I Think She's A Good Singer. I Think She Looks Good And She's Got A Nice Kind Of... I Don't Think She's Got A Sinister Or Cynical Vibe Around Her, And I Don't Think She's Got Any Sort Of Bullshit Around Her.

I Feel Displaced When I'm Back In America, Like A Visitor. I Feel Like If I Don't Get A Cup Of Tea I'm Going To Lose My Mind.