Nobody Tells Me F-k All!

I'll Only Retire In The Day I Should Be Dead And They Have Me Buried, And Some Idiot Spell Over My Casket Some Stupid Gospel Stuff.

Somebody Said To Me This Morning, 'to What Do You Attribute Your Longevity?' I Don't Know. I Mean, I Couldn't Have Planned My Life Out Better. By All Accounts I Should Be Dead! The Abuse I Put My Body Through: The Drugs, The Alcohol, The Lifestyle I've Lived The Last 30 Years!

There Are No Unbeatable Odds, There Are No Believable Gods.

I Was Curious, Given The Swimming Pools Of Booze I’ve Guzzled Over The Years - Not To Mention All Of The Cocaine, Morphine, Sleeping Pills, Cough Syrup, Lsd, Rohypnol… There’s Really No Plausible Medical Reason Why I Should Still Be Alive. Maybe My Dna Could Say Why.

They Teach You How To Handle Life In England, But They Don’t Teach You A Thing About Death. There’s No Book Telling You What To Do When Your Mum Or Dad Dies.