I Can't Regret Until The

The Trouble Is Now, With Rock'n'roll And Stuff, It Gets So Big That It Loses What Once Upon A Time Was A Magnificent Thing, Where It Was Special And Quite Elusive And Occasionally A Little Sinister And It Had Its Own World Nobody Could Get In.

I'm Not A Sad Old Hippie - I'm A Joyous Old Hippie.

I Think I Could Sing And Shear A Few Sheep At The Same Time.

I Couldn't Imagine Anything More Horrifying Than Three Middle Aged Men Trying To Pretend That 'black Dog' Is Still Significant. It's Inappropriate.

I'm Like One Of Those Firecrackers That Goes Off In Your Pocket Occasionally. I'm Not Really Struggling With It As Much As The People Around Me. But At Least I'm Not Doing Too Much Damage To Anybody Or To Myself. It's Just The Condition I'm Aware Of.