Catch you with another man, that’s the end, little girl.
Michelle, Ma Belle, sont les mots qui vont tres bien ensemble, tres bien ensemble.
And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.
All you need is love!
Tuesday afternoon is never ending
Wednesday morning papers didn’t come
Thursday night your stockings needed mending
See how they run
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I may appear to be imperfect,
My love is something you can’t reject,
I’m changing faster than the weather,
If you and me should get together,
Who knows baby
You may comfort me.
But when I get home to you, I find the things that you do will make me feel alright.
Which Beatles song is that from?
Let me tell you how it will be
It’s one for you 19 for me
I’m the tax man… Yeah I’m the tax man
And you’re working for no one but me
So I said I’d marry, join the fucking navy and went to sea
It’s not, and that’s his point: it’s from Paul McCartney and Wings’ album, Band on the Run. It’s not a Beatles song.
Or did I just get whooshed?
Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes
They call me on and on across the universe
Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box
They tumble blindly as they make their way across the universe
Jai Guru Deva OM
Nothing’s gonna change my world
Is there anybody going to listen to my story?
Dear Sir or Madam: will you read my book?
Took me years to write; will you take a look?
For the benefit of Mr. Kite there will be a show tonight on trampoline.
No one I think is in my tree
I mean it must be high or low
That is you can’t, you know, tune in
But it’s all right
That is I think it’s not too bad
I’d like to be under the sea
In an octopus’s garden in the shade
You won’t see me.
But the fool on the Hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning round.
Well, you may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one.