Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep

I Leaned Right Over To Kiss Your Stoney Book A Little Jealous Of The Ships With Whom You Flirt A Billion Lovers With Their Cameras Snap To Look And In My Fantasy I Sail Beneath Your Skirt

People Will Always Be Tempted To Wipe Their Feet On Anything With 'welcome' Written On It.

Now That I'm Out And I'm Shouting In Doorways Freed From A Love More Like Murder I Should Be Singing But In Liberation Feel Like A Ship With No Rudder.

I'm Really Interested In Bands That Sound Nothing Like Anything I Do Or Can Do. That's What Interests Me.

Come English Settlement, I Had It In My Head That I Didn't Want To Tour.