First time?
Second verse, same as the first.
We all live in a Yellow Submarine, Yellow Submarine, Yellow Submarine…
“He was a big, ugly, slick-haired yeller dog”
Nobody here cried when Old Yeller died?
I will not say “Do not weep”, for not all tears are an evil.
No more words. Here’s my price: fifteen hundred for your sacrifice.
if you’re not making money hand over fist, something’s terribly wrong.
“Show me the Money!”
You needn’t worry about your reward. If money is all that you love, then that’s what you’ll receive.
“Love means never having to say you’re sorry”
That’s the stupidest thing I ever heard.
Now, Oliver, either you cut out these fat-headed monkey shines of yours and let by-gones be by-gones, or I’m walking out of this fish trap right here and now.
It’s me own fault, Swee’Pea’s been kidnapped. Olive’s was right. Even an orphan needs a mutter and a father. If I was gonna be Swee’Pea’s mutter, I should’ve at least let Olive be his father. Or viska versa. I ain’t man enough to his mutter.
I used to wish so hard for my parents to be alive again, but you can’t make something happen just by wishing for it.
Your mother’s name was Martha?
“How? How could you humiliate me so?
I’m ashamed to be your Mother.”
Mother, do you think they’ll drop the bomb?
Mother, do you think they’ll like this song?
Mother, do you think they’ll try to break my balls?
Believe me, a tune without a lyric is a mighty lonesome thing.
I wouldn’t write that song with you if you begged me.