There was this big skiffle craze happening for a while in England.... Everybody was in a skiffle group..All you needed was an acoustic Guitar, a washboard with thimbles for percussion, and a tea-chest- you know, the ones they used to ship tea from India- and you just put a broom handle on it and a bit of string, and you had a bass..you only needed two chords; Jing-jinga-jing jing-jinga-jing jing-jinga-jing jing-jinga-jing. And I think that's basically where i've always been at. I'm just a skiffler, you know. Now I do posh skiffle, that's all it is.

My sweet Lord, hallelujah. My, my Lord, hallelujah. My, my Lord, hare krishna.

Rap music is just computerised crap. I listen to Top of the Pops and after three songs I feel like killing someone.

If everyone who had a gun just shot themselves, there wouldn't be a problem.

Try to realize it's all within yourself no one else can make you change, and to see you're only very small and life flows on within you and without you.

The world is a very serious and, at times, very sad place - but at other times it is all such a joke.

But I've been traveling on a boat and a plane, in a car on a bike with a bus and a train. Traveling there, traveling here, everywhere in every gear. But oh Lord we pay the price, with the spin of the wheel with the roll of the dice. Ah yeah you pay your fare. And if you don't know where you're going, any road will take you there.