And I want to rock your gypsy soul Just like way back in the days of old And magnificently we will fold into the mystic

A lot of things come together to make up a song. It's just images.

Britain is not the same anymore of course. It's never the same.

I've got love in my life, as well as trouble and strife.

I never paid attention to what was contemporary or what was commercial, it didn't mean anything to me.

Making love in the green grass behind the stadium with you my brown eyed girl.

I've never felt like I was born with a silver spoon at all, although I've felt like howling at the moon a lot of times!