All music is rehash. There are only a few notes. Just variations on a theme. Try to tell the kids in the Seventies who were screaming to the Bee Gees that their music was just The Beatles redone. There is nothing wrong with the Bee Gees.

Imagine no possessions; I wonder if you can.

Tell the truth and make it rhyme

The continual awareness of what was going on made me feel ashamed I wasn't saying anything. I burst out because I could no longer play that game any more, it was just too much for me.

And so this is Xmas for black and for white, for yellow and red, let's stop all the fight.

I don't expect you to understand after you've caused so much pain, but then again-you're not to blame; you're just human-a victim of the insane.

Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans.