Under Thatcher, Who Ruled Us

The Fate Of The African Continent Does Not F-ing Depend On A Load Of F-ing Musicians In Hyde Park Singing F-ing S-t Songs To Kids.

I'll Have My Way, In My Own Time, I'll Have My Say, My Star Will Shine...

There Are Periods Where You Think, "what Am I Doing?" Or "what Am I Doing It For?"; That's A More Scary Question. "i've Made S---loads Of Money, I've Left My Mark In Music, Why Am I Still Doing This?," And It Takes A While To Answer That Question.

I Just Think Radiohead Are F-in' Miserable Bastards.

When We Started Off, We Wanted The Girls, The Cocaine, The Fur Coats. It Wasn't Like It Was An Act; It Was Almost Like Working-class People Winning The Pools. We Went Bananas.