Ohmigod, I'm gonna make a difference for the better too! I'm gonna be sexy again! I am! I'm gonna get my knee fixed - no, I'm gonna buy a new one - no, I'll buy a new leg and never have to let my fans, my ever-lovin' fans, down again. Then I'm gonna start going to the gym again for 18 hours a day, and find that body I had that looked like it sprang straight from the thigh of Jean-Claude Van Damme, and for the other six hours I'm gonna get me down to that special clinic in Arizona and have sexiness pumped into me like Botox into an ageing pop queen's forehead. "Fore you know it, I'm gonna be THE No1, worldwide wet dream again. I'm gonna sing like nobody's listening, dance like everybody's watching and love like I've never been married in an alcoholic stupor before. Oh yeah - and my momma and my manager say that through it all I'm going to cling like a limpet to the rock of my Baptist faith, which has always taught me that the best way to a place in God's heart is to make billions of dollars for them, preferably by tapping into the lucrative latent paedophile market. I sure do love you, guys! I just wanna fellate each and every one of you, and God willing we'll make it happen if my next album makes No1.