We Don't Do It For The Money...

It Destroys The Soul To Hear That You're All Hype, That You Have No Talent, And That Your Whole Career Has Been Contrived.

In The Early Days, We Just Wore Black Onstage. Very Bold, My Dear. Then We Introduced White, For Variety, And It Simply Grew And Grew.

When I'm Dead, I Want To Be Remembered As A Musician Of Some Worth And Substance.

We're A Very Expensive Group; We Break A Lot Of Rules. It's Unheard Of To Combine Opera With A Rock Theme, My Dear .

I Like To Be Surrounded By Splendid Things.