I'm Not Like John Lennon,

I'll Never Have A Stylist.

I Suppose I Do Get Sad, But Not For Too Long. I Just Look In The Mirror And Go, 'what A F***ing Good-looking F*** You Are.' And Then I Brighten Up.

I'm Not Going Around Touring The U.s. When I've Got Nowhere To Live.

I Am A Tender, Beautiful And Loving Guy That Happens To Slap A Photographer Now And Then Because They Get In My Way.

I Was Brought Up Catholic. Then I Had A Joint And Looked At The World Differently.