I call it suffering and pain, they call it entertainment.

I might even end up a rock and roll god, it might turn into a steady job.

They filled us full of false illusions and promiscuity, and they led us down that class-less road of mediocrity.

Powerman don't need to fight, powerman don't need guns, powerman got money on his side.

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.

I'm susceptible to that sort of thing - to walls and flowers. You can probably get something more from a wall than a person sometimes. It's just put somewhere.

Long ago life was clean, sex was bad and obscene, and the rich were so mean. Stately homes for the Lords, croquet lawns, village greens, Victoria was my queen.