I Didn't Get My First Car Until

From 16 To 21 When I Was Self Sufficient And Working In Factories. I Packed Batteries, Boxes, And Make-up With Heroin Addicts. I Have To Thank My Mum For Kicking Me Out At 16 And Making Me Stand On My Own Two Feet.

I Have To Thank My Mum For Kicking Me Out At 16 And Making Me Stand On My Own Two Feet - That's How I Got Here.

I Can Do The Equivalent Of 150 Miles Per Hour And Not Get Stopped. I Could Quite Happily Pursue People Down The Motorway In My Helicopter.

I May Be The Prat In The Hat, That's Cool, But I Drive An Aston Martin Db5.

I Think These Days A Lot Of The Younger Generation Feels That The World Owes Them Something. But You've Got To Get Off Your Backside And You've Got To Do All The Crap Stuff, Too.