On Keith Richards: He's Like A Monkey

No Tears To Damn You When Jealousy Burns.

After Claws And Feathers, He Took Skin And Bone, Shaped It Like An Hour Glass And Made The Angels Moan.

I'm 57, I Can't Look Like A 30-year-old. You Try To Hold Age At Bay, But There Comes A Point When You Just Have To Give Up Gracefully.

Anyone Who Lip-synchs In Public On Stage When You Pay 75 Pounds To See Them Should Be Shot.

I Am Totally Against The War But Violence Is Part Of Mankind And It's Going To Happen, But As Musicians I Think We've Got To Step Up And Say 'come On'.