I'm An Elvis Fan Because

Life's What Happens When You're Making Other Plans.

The Idea Of Being A Rock And Roll Musician Sort Of Suited My Talents And Mentality. The Freedom Was Great, But Then I Found Out I Wasn't Free. I'd Got Boxed In...the Whole Beatle Thing Is Just Beyond Comprehension ... Subconsciously I Was Crying For Help.

People Never Grasp The Fact That They're Going To Have To Go Through The Same Thing Again. They Get To The Sort Of Five-year Stretch Or The Seven-year Itch Or Whatever These Tension Points Are That Seem To Be Organic, Built In, Like The Tide Coming In And Going Out. It's Like Every Time The Tide Goes Out You Quit--you Move Your House Or Something.

Images Of Broken Light Which Dance Before Me Like A Million Eyes They Call Me On And On Across The Universe Thoughts Meander Like A Restless Wind Inside A Letter Box They Tumble Blindly As They Make Their Way Across The Universe

All The Revolutions Have Happened When A Fidel Or Marx Or Lenin Or Whatever, Who Were Intellectuals, Were Able To Get Through To The Workers. They Got A Good Pocket Of People Together And The Workers Seemed To Understand That They Were In A Repressed State.