It's Sort Of What Jazz Would Be

Come English Settlement, I Had It In My Head That I Didn't Want To Tour.

I Actually Think The Creative Process Is Finite, And I'm Wondering Whether I've Retched Everything Up. Because It's Like Vomiting Or Shitting.

Anyway, I Collapsed In France In The Middle Of A Tour. I Hadn't Been Eating Properly, I Was Getting Very Phobic About Audiences, And I Collapsed In Pure Fright.

I Was Getting Monkees Monthly And There Was A Competition To Draw A Monkee. I Did A Caricature Of Micky Dolenz And Won 10 Pounds-a Fantastic Sum Of Money For Me Then. I Bought A Secondhand Tape Recorder, Which Further Launched Me. They've Been Very Responsible For Me Getting Started.

And All The World Is Football-shaped It's Just For Me To Kick In Space And I Can See, Hear, Smell, Touch, Taste And I've Got One, Two, Three, Four, Five Senses Working Overtime Trying To Take This All In I've Got One, Two, Three, Four, Five Senses Working Overtime Trying To Taste The Difference 'tween A Lemon And A Lime Pain And Pleasure And The Church Bells Softly Chime.