She doesn't give you time for questions as she locks up your arms in hers. And you follow till your sense of direction completely disappears.

Looking so cool, his greed is hard to conceal, he's fresh out of law school, you gave him a license to steal.

There's room in the world for one historical folk-rock singer to make a decent living, and I happen to be it.

I know there's a big bad world out there, but I rarely come across it.

Only two to three per cent of an audience is interested in words and pays attention to lyrics; most of the rest of it is about image or the beat or the sound, or else it's a tribal thing - country & western, rap, heavy metal, with historical folk rock off in some kind of cult.

She doesn't give you time for questions as she locks up your arms in hers. And you follow till your sense of direction completely disappears.

The literati in their cellarsPerform semantic tarantellas.I wish I did it half as well as them.