I thought the original Communist revolutionaries coordinated themselves a bit better and didn't go around shouting about it.

There are only a few notes. Just variations on a theme.

Free all the prisoners everywhere, all they want is truth and justice, all they need is love and care.

In the two books I wrote, even though they were written in a sort of Joycean gobbledegook, there's many knocks at religion and there is a play about a worker and a capitalist. I've been satirising the system since my childhood. I used to write magazines in school and hand them around.

The best things in life are free, but you can keep them for the birds and bees; I want money.

But for me at any rate it was all part of dissolving the God trip or father-figure trip. Facing up to reality instead of always looking for some kind of heaven.

I wasn't saying whatever they're saying I was saying. I'm sorry I said it really. I never meant it to be a lousy anti-religious thing. I apologize if that will make you happy. I still don't know quite what I've done. I've tried to tell you what I did do but if you want me to apologize, if that will make you happy, then OK, I'm sorry.