When We Were Kids Growing Up In

One May Not Eat What Has A Face.

I Think It's Something To Do With The Structural Quality Of The Songs. We Weren't Actually Trying To Make Stuff That Was Cool, Or Of The Moment, Although A Lot Of It Was. We Were Trying To Make Stuff That Was Good Enough To Stick Around And Lo And Behold, It Has.

I Took My Brains Out And Stretched Them On The Rack, Now I'm Not Too Sure I'm Gonna Get Them Back.

My Stepmother Sold My Birth Certificate And Someone Asked Why I Didn't Buy It Back. I Don't Know, Really. I Just Couldn't Bring Myself To Do It. It Was Mine. It Cost Me Nothing And Suddenly I Had To Buy It Back.

I Think The 'just Say No' Mentality Is So Crazed. I Saw A Thing In A Women's Magazine The Other Day. 'he Smokes Cannabis, What Am I To Do? He Laughs It Off When I Try To Tell Him, He Says It's Not Really Harmful...' Of Course You're Half Hoping The Advice Will Be, 'well, You Know It's Not That Harmful; If You Love Him, If You Talk To Him About It, Tell Him Maybe He Should Keep It In The Garden Shed Or Something,' You Know, A Reasonable Point Of View. But Of Course It Was, 'no, No, All Drugs Are Bad. Librium's Good, Valium's Good. But Cannabis, Ooooh!' I Hate That Unreasoned Attitude.