Funk, I Don't Think I Have Anything

The Minute You Know You're On Safe Ground, You're Dead.

I Think Music Should Be Tarted Up, Made Into A Prostitute, A Parody Of Itself. It Should Be The Clown, The Pierrot Medium.

I Believe In Beatles, I Believe My Little Soul Has Grown.

It Would Be Positively Boring If Minds Were In Tune.

Of Course, We Found Out Later Syd Barrett Had Mental Problems. But There Was Something So Otherworldly About Him. He Was Hovering, Like, Six Inches Above The Ground.