If I Had To Do It All

Oh, I Was Not Made For Heaven. No, I Don't Want To Go To Heaven. Hell Is Much Better. Think Of All The Interesting People You're Going To Meet Down There!

You Either Have The Magic Or You Don't. There's No Way You Can Work Up To It.

In Terms Of Love, You're Not In Control And I Hate That Feeling. I Seem To Write A Lot Of Sad Songs Because I'm A Very Tragic Person. But There's Always An Element Of Humour At The End.

I Always Knew I Was A Star And Now, The Rest Of The World Seems To Agree With Me.

I Haven't Felt The Excitement Of Listening To As Well As Creating Music Along With Reading And Writing For Too Many Years Now. I Feel Guilty Beyond Words About These Things. For Example, When We're Backstage And The Lights Go Out And The Manic Roar Of The Crowds Begins, It Doesn't Affect Me The Way In Which It Did For Freddy [sic] Mercury Who Seemed To Love, Relish In The Love And Adoration From The Crowd, Which Is Something I Totally Admire And Envy.