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I Wanted To Wear The Most Impenetrable Suit Of Armour Ever Known To Mankind. 'hello, Mr. Rotten...' You Can't Say Anything About Me. You Can't Put Me Down In Any Way Shape Or Form - I'm Rotten To The Core... You Know, What's Left For You? Pleasantries? I Suppose The Worst Insult You Could Sling My Way Is 'oh, He's Really Nice, Him.'

A Record Company Used To Be A Very Good Thing, But They Ended Up Soul-destroyingly Trapping People In The Accounting Department. And You Couldn't Get Any Further, And The Heads Of Each Department Were Changing All The Time, So You Couldn't Have Any Permanent Relationship Within The Corporation.

This Is A Very Difficult Thing To Remain Independent And Persistent.

Punks In Their Silly Leather Jackets Are A Cliché. I Have Never Liked The Term And Have Never Discussed It. I Just Got On With It And Got Out Of It When It Became A Competition.

Listen, You Know This: If There's Not A Rebellious Youth Culture, There's No Culture At All. It's Absolutely Essential. It Is The Future. This Is What We're Supposed To Do As A Species, Is Advance Ideas.