This is going to sound strange, but I really didn't think I would pass 30. I don't know why or whatever, I just didn't. That's a very weird thing to say, I'm sorry. I don't know. Maybe it's because I was drinking so much as a youth.
What good to me is the festive garment of freedom when I am in a slave's smock at home?
I feel there must be an enormous amount of really talented songwriters out there who can't sing.