What do we care, if the world is a joke? We'll give it a big kiss, we'll give it a poke. Death wears a big hat cause he's a big bloke.

For all the courage that we never had, I'm just about glad.

I've always felt writing a song was a bit like going on location. That's true in an almost literal sense. Where you are seeps in somehow.

And I don't feel any form of music is beyond me in the sense of that I don't understand it or I don't have some love for some part of it.

I'm just the mere shadow of my former selfishness. I crave the silhouette of your kiss.

You've got a chemistry class; I want a piece of your mind; You don't know what you started when you mixed it up with mine.

I'm goin' to take a little trip, down paradise's endless shores. They say that travel broadens the mind, till you can't get your head out of doors.