And Jet, I Thought The Major Was

At The End Of The Beatles, I Really Was Done In For The First Time In My Life. Until Then, I Really Was A Kind Of Cocky Sod.

All The Lonely People, Where Do They All Come From?

Lyricists Play With Words.

If Anyone Wants To Save The Planet, All They Have To Do Is Just Stop Eating Meat.

I Used To Go Round To Aunt Mimi's House And John Would Be At The Typewriter, Which Was Fairly Unusual In Liverpool. None Of My Mates Even Knew What A Typewriter Was. Well They Knew What It Was But They Didn't Hae One. Nobody Had One.