I Think Hip-hop Is Actually One Of

When I'm Stuck For A Closing To A Lyric, I Will Drag Out My Last Resort: Overwhelming Illogic.

I Heard The News Today, Oh Boy.

I Guess A Certain Contingent Of The Musicians In London At The Beginning Of The '70s Were Fed Up With Denim And The Hippies. And I Think We Kind Of Wanted To Go Somewhere Else.

There's A Starman Waiting In The Sky, He'd Like To Come And Meet Us, But He Thinks He'd Blow Our Minds.

I Could Never, Ever Talk To My Father. I Really Loved Him, But We Couldn't Talk About Anything Together. There Was This Really British Thing That Being Even Remotely Emotional Was Absolutely Verboten.