I Can't Keep My Fingers

Questioning My Spiritual Life Has Always Been Germane To What I Was Writing. Always. It's Because I'm Not Quite An Atheist And It Worries Me. There's That Little Bit That Holds On: 'well, I'm Almost An Atheist. Give Me A Couple Of Months.'

Keep Your 'lectric Eye On Me Babe Put Your Ray Gun To My Head Press Your Space Face Close To Mine, Love Freak Out In A Moonage Daydream, Oh Yeah!

Elvis Was A Major Hero Of Mine. I Was Probably Stupid Enough To Believe That Having The Same Birthday As Him Actually Meant Something.

The Internet Is Merely A New Means Of Communication, That's All It Is. It Serves The Purpose Of Getting Information, Which It Is Fantastic At. I Mean, I Live By The Internet In Terms Of Research And It's Incredible - There's Nothing That You Can't Find Out About. It's Not Stopped Me Going To Bookshops But I Must Say That I Don't Go Into As Many Because Any Book I Want.

Rebel, Rebel, You've Torn Your Dress. Rebel, Rebel, Your Face Is A Mess. Rebel, Rebel, How Could They Know? Hot Tramp, I Love You So.