When You Get To A Certain Age,

When I Go, God's Going To Have To Give Up His Favourite Chair.

Saturday Comes Again, Welcome Or Not, It Comes Again Like It Always Does, Welcome Or Not, Wanted Or Not, Another Judgment Day - The Chance To Be Saved, The Chance To Be Damned.

I’ve Decided To Pick My Moment To Retire Very Carefully – In About 200 Years’ Time.

For All His Horses, Knighthoods And Championships, He Hasn't Got Two Of What I've Got. And I Don't Mean Balls!

Who The Hell Wants Fourteen Pairs Of Shoes When They Go On Holiday? I Haven't Had Fourteen Pairs In My Life.