Pools Of Sorrow Waves Of

All Music Is Rehash. There Are Only A Few Notes. Just Variations On A Theme. Try To Tell The Kids In The Seventies Who Were Screaming To The Bee Gees That Their Music Was Just The Beatles Redone. There Is Nothing Wrong With The Bee Gees.

Imagine There's No Heaven, It's Easy If You Try. No Hell Below Us, Above Us Only Sky. Imagine All The People Living For Today...

If We Took Over Britain, Then We'd Have The Job Of Cleaning Up The Bourgeoisie And Keeping People In A Revolutionary State Of Mind.

Songwriting Is About Getting The Demon Out Of Me. It's Like Being Possessed. You Try To Go To Sleep, But The Song Won't Let You. So You Have To Get Up And Make It Into Something, And Then You're Allowed To Sleep. It's Always In The Middle Of The Night, Or You're Half-awake Or Tired, When Your Critical Faculties Are Switched Off. So Letting Go Is What The Whole Game Is. Every Time You Try To Put Your Finger On It, It Slips Away. You Turn On The Lights And The Cockroaches Run Away. You Can Never Grasp Them...

From This Moment On I Know Exactly Where My Life Will Go: Seems That All I Really Was Doing Was Waiting For Love.