There's A Side To This Industry That

Years Go By Will I Still Be Waiting For Somebody Else To Understand Years Go By If I'm Stripped Of My Beauty And The Orange Clouds Raining In Head Years Go By Will I Choke On My Tears Till Finally There Is Nothing Left One More Casualty You Know We're Too Easy Easy Easy

I Have A Rule That I Don't Read My Press, But Then Somebody In The Crew Will Be Reading It And Of Course It's Right There, So What Do You Think I Do?

Everybody Told Me This 'girl On The Piano' Thing Was Never Going To Work.

Get Off The Cross, We Need The Wood.

I'm Very At Home Working With Mythology.