In The Fifties, My Parents Were Known

Believe Me, I Didn't Think There Was Some Princely Family I Belonged To.

Of Course I Miss [drugs]. And Anyone Who Tells You They Don't Is Lying.

My Father Was A Joyous, Joyous Spirit, He Really Was. He Was A Hedonist, That Was Just - He Enjoyed Life, Thrust Up To The Elbows With It. He Was A Terrible Father. I Don't Know That He Was Parented That Well.

I Have Two Moods. One Is Roy, Rollicking Roy, The Wild Ride Of A Mood. And Pam, Sediment Pam, Who Stands On The Shore And Sobs... Sometimes The Tide Is In, Sometimes It's Out.

I Can Like Men Who Are A Little Light In The Loafers.