In your heart there is innocence waiting to be free.

You're dumb, but don't give in.

You look like a human being, but you don't have a mind of your own.

I am the image maker, I am the magic maker, I can turn the most ordinary man in the world into a star.

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.

Put all the pervs in jail, bring back the birch and cat-o-nine tails.

Dissatisfied with what I am, I want to be a better man.