We Need Peace, We Need Giving, We

No! Once The Music Plays, It Creates Me. The Instruments Move Me, Through Me, They Control Me. Sometimes I'm Uncontrollable And It Just Happens - Boom, Boom, Boom! - Once It Gets Inside You.

If - And It Can Be In A Movie Or In A Department Store - I Hear Someone Arguing With Their Child, I Break Down And Cry. Because It Reflects How I Was Treated When I Was Little.

I Don't Like To See Anybody Hurt Or Suffer, Especially Children.

Yeah, "wacko Jacko". Where'd That Come From? Some English Tabloid. I Have A Heart And I Have Feelings, I Feel That, When You Do That To Me. It's Not Nice.

People Write Negatives Things, Cause They Feel That's What Sells. Good News To Them, Doesn't Sell.