"That song is very, very personal to me 
and I rarely perform it now.  Very rarely.  
I'm usually just not in the right mood.  
And it's almost frightening that, 
because when I find that feeling 
creeping up on me - when I perform 
that song - that I'm attaching 
more importance to my work than is reasonable.  
It's like 'yeah, it's only rock'n'roll' but,
at the same time, rock'n'roll as such IS my life.  
It's all I do, so these songs ARE me. 
That's why people whose songs you admire are usually
so disappointing when you meet them. 
Because their songs are their lives
and they don't have a life outside their songs. 
And often I feel exactly the same way."


[NME, 1978]




Oh it's so funny to be seeing you after so long girl
And with the way you look I understand 
that you are not impressed
But I heard you let that little friend of mine 
take off your party dress
I'm not going to get too sentimental
like those other sticky valentines
'cause I don't know if you've been loving somebody
I only know it isn't mine

Alison, I know this world is killing you
Oh, Alison, my aim is true

Well I see you've got a husband now
Did he leave your pretty fingers 
lying in the wedding cake?
You used to hold him right in your hand
I'll bet he took all he could take
Sometimes I wish that I could stop you from talking
when I hear the silly things that you say
I think somebody better put out the big light
cause I can't stand to see you this way

Alison, I know this world is killing you
Oh, Alison, my aim is true
My aim is true