Neil: Can I get more band type bits ?
Cheers. Right. More new album. Hope you don’t mind, but it is rather good.
Audience: Wow ! Yeah...
Neil: Yes, back yo his old egotistical self!
This is called ‘Sticks And Stones’.

You and I
Go together
Like the molar
And the drill.
Flesh is weak
But darling we know
That the ego’s
Weaker still.

I’ve been hung,
Drawn and quartered,
Slowly slaughtered
Like a goat,
By the tongue
Of a woman
Who just couldn’t
Let it go.

Sticks and stones may break my body Sticks and stones may break my body
But words can tear me apart. But words can tear me apart.
So be careful what you tell me, So be careful what you tell me,
Spare a thought for my heart, Spare a thought for my heart.

Broken bones
Fuse together,
Bruises never
Last for long.
But once they’re said
Words stay spoken
And hearts stay broken
From that moment on.

Sticks and stones may break my body
But words can tear me all apart.
So be careful what you tell me,
Spare a thought for my heart,
Spare a thought for my heart.

Neil: Thank you very much.