I hate people who splash their own pain on covers, like the whole world should hear about them. Why are we all supposed to be interested in one individual's suffering?
Who Suffering Their
I love reality. I love the world. I love the smell of it. I love it.
People are so busy anyway they don't see you or recognise you in the street.
Street Anyway People
We're all the same. We all want the same thing in life. Everybody going around like ants and we all want the same thing. And it's not one queen. It's not one queen with the wings.
Everybody Same Life
I think everybody had difficulties with that dynamic, turning the family into a band and being constantly together. So everybody, as individuals. had things to sort out.
Everybody Sort Out
I really love singing.
Musicians are probably the most uncomfortable people in themselves in the world. Happiness, I think, only exists when you're a child and once you go past 11, unfortunately it's gone.