I Find Words Really Hard.

I Will Always Be An Oasis.

Every Time I Look In The Mirror, God Looks Back.

I Was Walking Along And This Chair Came Flying Past Me, And Another, And Another, And I Thought, Man, Is This Gonna Be A Good Night.

I Don't Know What Any Of My Tunes Are About, They're Just Out There. I'm Not Good With Words. I Just Say The First Thing That Comes Into My Head

The Idea Of Sitting At Home, Not Making Music, Just Makes Me Want To Throw Up.