I'm glad I've given up drugs and alcohol. It would be awful to be like Keith Richards. He's pathetic. It's like a monkey with arthritis, trying to go onstage and look young.

And it's one more beer and I don't hear you any more.

Drunk all the time, feeling fine on elderberry wine.

I've had my fills of cocaine and pills.

It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics to set you on your feet again.

I get high in the evening sniffing pots of glue.

I get bombed for breakfast in the morning, I get bombed for dinner.