: Look at me what am I supposed to be? what am I supposed to be? Look at me what am I supposed to be? what am I supposed to be? Look at me Oh My Love
: My Mummy's Dead I can't get it through my head Though it's been so many years My Mummy's Dead It's hard to explain So much Pain I could never show
: Love is real , real is love Love is feeling , feeling love Love is wanting to be loved Love is touch, touch is love Love is reaching, reaching love
: As soon as your born they make you feel small by giving you no time instead of it all Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all Working Class
: It ain't fair, John Sinclair In the stir of breathing air Won't you care for John Sinclair? In the stair of breathing air. Let him be, set him free
: (John Lennon) Temperature's rising Fever is high Can't see no future Can't see no sky My feet are so heavy So is my head I wish I was a baby I wish
: If you have the luck of the irish, You'd be sorry and wish you were dead You shold have the luck of the irish And you'd wish you was English instead
: Woman is the nigger of the world Yes she is...think about it Woman is the nigger of the world Think about it...do something about it We make her paint
: Imagine there's no heaven It's easy if you try No hell below us Above us only sky Imagine all the people Living for today... Imagine there's no countries
: Even after all these years, I miss you when your not here, I wish you were here my dear Yoko, Even if it's just a day, I miss you when your away,
: People say I'm crazy doing what I'm doing, Well they give me all kinds of warnings to save me from ruin, When I say that I'm o.k. they look at me kind
: (John Lennon) Don't wanna be a drag, everybody gotta bag I know you know, 'bout the emperor's clothes You don't know what you got, until you lose
: (John Lennon) All my little plans and schemes Lost like some forgotten dream Seems like all I really was doing Was waiting for you Just like little
me...and that reality The dream is over What can I say? the Dream is Over Yesterday I was the Dreamweaver But now I'm reborn I was the Walrus But now I'm John
: I took my loved one out to dinner So we could get a bite to eat And though we both had been much thinner She looked so beautiful I could eat her Well
Imagine there's no countries It isn't hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion, too Imagine all the people Living life in peace You, you
Okay start again silly boy, take four All my little plans and schemes Aren't like some forgotten dream Seems like all I really was doing Was waiting
If you had the luck of the Irish You'd be sorry and wish you were dead You should have the luck of the Irish And you'd wish you was English instead A
