It's all so fey, though. So revoltingly wishy-washy. Rock n roll is supposed to be angry. It's supposed to be powerful. It's supposed to scream truth into your head, not mince around waving a fúcking flower about.
I'd love to see a fight between Ronnie Van Zandt and Morrissey. No rules. Ronnie would rip his unused Mancunian dick off.
"Plenty of strikers can score goals," he said, gesturing to the famous old stands casting shadows around us.
"But a lot have found it difficult wearing the number 9 shirt for The Arsenal."