Do You Want Me Crucified For My

Unholy Soldier, Disciple Of Sin, What Kind Of Mind Are You Living In?

In The Early Days, You Would Get Skinheads, The Eagles And Black Sabbath Playing The Same Show.

They Said I Would Never Write This Book. Well, F**k ’em – ’cos Here It Is. All I Have To Do Now Is Remember Something... Bollocks. I Can’t Remember Anything.

Maybe It's Not Too Late To Learn How To Love And Forget How To Hate.

Mind You, It’s All Bullshit With Wine, Isn’t It? It’s Just F**king Vinegar With A Fizz, No Matter What The Tasters Say.