I'm Sitting In A Cage With My

When I Wrote The Song, I Had The Sea Near Bombay In Mind. We Stayed At A Hotel By The Sea, And The Fishermen Come Up At Five In The Morning And They Were All Chanting. And We Went On The Beach And We Got Chased By A Mad Dog-big As A Donkey. ... I Think That Songwriting Changed When Groups Started Spending More Time In The Studio. ... I've Written So Many Songs About Englishmen, I Have To Go Elsewhere. ... Our Repertoire Consisted Of Rhythm And Blues, Sort Of Country Rhythm And Blues, Sonny Terry Things.

A Restless Spirit Who Can't Reach His Goal, Can't Find A Home Until I've Found My Soul.

If I Told You God Was Black, What Would You Think Of That?

The Christians To The Lions Sold Out Every Night.

Silly Boy, You Got So Much To Live For, So Much To Aim For, So Much To Try For.