I Can Chase You, And

You Say: 'oh, Please Forgive' You Say: 'oh, Live And Let Live.' But Sorry Doesn't Help Us. Sorry Will Not Save Us. Sorry Is Just A Word You Find So Easy To Say (so You Say It Anyway). Sorry Doesn't Help Us. Sorry Won't Protect Us. Sorry Won't Undo All The Good Gone Wrong.

And Make No Mistake, My Friend, Your Pointless Life Will End; But Before You Go, Can You Look At The Truth?

The Only Thing That Could Possibly Save British Politics Would Be Margaret Thatcher's Assassin.

Obviously, It's Designed By Record Company Executives Who Want A Cheap Success, And They Don't Want To Give Money To Anybody And They Don't Want To Give Contracts, So They've Created This World Of Very Bubbly Teenagers Who Want To Be "idols" And They Think All They Have To Do Is Mime Quite Well And They've Made It. ... But It's Not The Problem Of The Kids, It's The Problem Of The Record Companies, Because It's Just An Inexpensive Way For Them To Have So-called, I Won't Say "artists", But Erm...you're Nodding, You Know What I Mean.

The Fascinating Thing About Human Beings Is That They Don't Last, And Everything Eventuates, And Everything Is Very, Very Brief. And Even If You Do Manage To Look Reasonably Well As You Age, Unfortunately You Are Attacked At Every Level By Illness And So Forth. It's A Fact Of Life.