Chrissie: We live in a grotty little rented flat! You drive for Cresta Cabs and I work as a waitress at Planet Cricklewood, but we've never got any money to spend on ourselves because you waste it all away on guitars and speakers and stereos and electric recording equipment!
Phil: Yeah, but...
Chrissie: ...and stupid leather clothes so you can look like Bono! Well you might look like Bono from a distance, but you sure as hell don't bloody sound like him!