I like to be as free as possible at all times.
Your empty eyes seem to pass me by and leave me dancing with myself.
Such a human waste, your eyes without a face.
I am quite a romantic person, really, and I should have put that into my music earlier, but I was probably denying it. . . I didn't want to be soft because I felt I had to be so hard to get people to believe in me.
They wouldn't play my records on American radio because I had spiky hair. They said, 'Punk rock doesn't sell advertising, it won't make any money.
I'm really a singer, so I love songs and I love singing. I like rap music, but I didn't grow up freestyling.
Walk with electro-glide down the blue highway.
Come and relax now, put your troubles down. No need to bear the weight of your worries, just let them all fall away.
What are you that makes me feel thus? Who are you for whom time has no meaning?
If you work without love, you are working like a slave. When you work with love, you work like an emperor. Your work is your joy, your work is your dance.
I marmaladed a slice of toast with something of a flourish and I don't suppose I have ever come much closer to saying 'Tra la la' as I did the lathering for I was feeling in mid season form this morning.