I Don't Like Jeans With Holes In

I Find It Hard To Express Myself When Writing From The F - - - Heart Or The A - , Or Wherever. It's Just Like Anything, It's (easier) When You Get Used To It, But I've Not Done It. I Was Just A Singer In A Band.

I Know How To Behave But Sometimes I Can't Be Bothered.

I Was Brought Up Catholic. Then I Had A Joint And Looked At The World Differently.

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

I Need Them, Need Them To Give Me A Kick Up The Arse. Otherwise I'd Just Be Sat-in Getting Fat, Counting Me Money. It's Good People Living On Your Doorstep And Looking Through Your Bins. Gives You Energy.