He Drove Me Home In The Van,

Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me. No Hope, No Harm; Just Another False Alarm.

People Are Still Disturbingly Vague About The Treatment Of Animals. People Still Seem To Believe That Meat Is A Particular Substance Not At All Connected To Animals Playing In The Field Over There. People Don't Realise How Gruesomely And Fighteningly The Animal Gets To The Plate.

I Wear Black On The Outside 'cause Black Is How I Feel On The Inside.

The Fire In The Belly Is Essential, Otherwise You Become Michael Buble - Famous And Meaningless.

I'm Tired Again, I've Tried Again, And Now My Heart Is Full. And I Just Can't Explain...so I Won't Even Try To.