Money's the solution, curing all the ails of the nation. But what about the hearts of man?

Now I'm grown up and playing in a band.

Yesterday love was such an easy game for you to play. But now let's face it, things are so much easier today. Let it be like yesterday.

Take a look around, there are misfits everywhere.

Arty farty, you'll never fool your Aunt, who knew you picked your nose and wet your pants.

True love is really animal.

When I wrote the song, I had the sea near Bombay in mind. We stayed at a hotel by the sea, and the fishermen come up at five in the morning and they were all chanting. And we went on the beach and we got chased by a mad dog-big as a donkey. ... I think that songwriting changed when groups started spending more time in the studio. ... I've written so many songs about Englishmen, I have to go elsewhere. ... Our repertoire consisted of rhythm and blues, sort of country rhythm and blues, Sonny Terry things.