My Mom Was A Saint. She Taught

I'm Not The Kind Of Person Who Could Join Aa Or Have Rules For Myself Or On Thursday Take This Vitamin Pill. So, Basically, I Learned The Hard Way. I Learned By Trial And Error, And Tried To Get Drugs Out Of My Work. That Took About A Year. If I Was Going To Work, It Was Best That I Be Straight. And I Was Surprised At What Came Out.

I'd Have A Few On And Off, But The Commitment Was Always More On The Girls' Part Than On Mine, To Be Perfectly Honest. So, I Met A Girl In Tokyo, On My Japanese Tour, With Whom I've Been Living Ever Since, Very Happily. Her Name Is Suchi.

I Wasn't So Stupid That I Didn't Realize The Implications Of What They Were Saying. In My Live Work I Was Going For The Quick Thrill, Rather Than Spending Time Concentrating On My Voice. I Figured I'd Get On, Make As Many Quick Movement As Possible, Dance My Ass Off For Five Minutes, Move Into The Insult Portion Of The Evening, And Then, At The End, Create Some Kind Of Chaos Until The 55 Minutes Were Up.

The People Who Were Learning From Me Tended To Be More Commercial Performers Who Were Gonna Rip Off The Salient Idea To Do It In A Way That Will Sell, But They Weren't Going For The Music.

Nobody Understands Me, I'm Really Sensitive.