I Believe In Everything Until It's Disproved.

I'd Spent Five Hours That Morning Trying To Write A Song That Was Meaningful And Good, And I Finally Gave Up And Lay Down. Then, "nowhere Man" Came, Words And Music, The Whole Damn Thing, As I Lay Down...song Writing Is About Getting The Demon Out Of Me. It's Like Being Possessed. You Try To Go To Sleep, But The Song Won't Let You. So You Have To Get Up And Make It Into Something, And Then You're Allowed Sleep.

All You Need Is Love.

The Dream Is Over. I Gotta Get Down To Reality. The Good Old Days Is Garbage.

A Very Merry Christmas And A Happy New Year Let's Hope It's A Good One Without Any Fear.

The Beatles Were Just A Band That Made It Very, Very Big, That's All.