My Mother And I Were On Welfare

Who Wakes Up When They're Worth £120million And Says, 'i'm Unhappy Today But If Only I Had An Extra £2million!'

So Man's Insanity Is Heaven's Sense, And Wandering From All Mortal Reason, Man Comes At Last To That Celestial Thought, Which, To Reason, Is Absurd And Frantic; And Weal Or Woe, Feels Then Uncompromised, Indifferent As His God.

There's Something About The Human Brain, That It Actually Has A Predilection Towards Negativity, Which Served Us Really Well When We Lived In An Environment That Was Very Threatening.

Once The Pathological Low Self-esteem Goes, That's When Things Go Downhill.

I Love The Fact That No One's Ever Bought My Record Because They Were Enamoured Of The Way I Look. Maybe One Person. There Must Be Someone Out There With Compromised Taste.