There Will Be An Answer.

George Wrote Taxman, And I Played Guitar On It. He Wrote It In Anger At Finding Out What The Taxman Did. He Had Never Known Before Then What Could Happen To Your Money.

I Think The Pop Industry Is Still A Young Man's Game.

Hamburg Totally Wrecked Us. I Remember Getting Home To England And My Dad Thought I Was Half-dead. I Looked Like A Skeleton, I Hadn't Noticed The Change, I'd Been Having Such A Ball!

Out Of All Those Millions And Millions Of Planets Floating Around There In Space, This Is Our Planet, This Is Our Little One, So We Just Got To Be Aware Of It And Take Care Of It.

I Think The 'just Say No' Mentality Is So Crazed. I Saw A Thing In A Women's Magazine The Other Day. 'he Smokes Cannabis, What Am I To Do? He Laughs It Off When I Try To Tell Him, He Says It's Not Really Harmful...' Of Course You're Half Hoping The Advice Will Be, 'well, You Know It's Not That Harmful; If You Love Him, If You Talk To Him About It, Tell Him Maybe He Should Keep It In The Garden Shed Or Something,' You Know, A Reasonable Point Of View. But Of Course It Was, 'no, No, All Drugs Are Bad. Librium's Good, Valium's Good. But Cannabis, Ooooh!' I Hate That Unreasoned Attitude.