Fight For The Right To Live In

By The Time We Made "abbey Road", John And I Were Openly Critical Of Each Other's Music, And I Felt John Wasn't Much Interested In Performing Anything He Hadn't Written Himself.

I Was Still 15 When I Met John Lennon At A Village Fete In Woolton, In Liverpool.

I Never Really Got On That Well With Yoko Anyway. Strangely Enough, I Only Started To Get To Know Her After John's Death.

This Was One Of The Best Things About Lennon And Mccartney, The Competitive Element Within The Team. It Was Great. But Hard To Live With.

I Should Be Able To Look At My Accolades And Go, "come On, Paul. That's Enough." But There's Still This Little Voice In The Back Of My Brain That Goes, "no, No, No. You Could Do Better. This Person Over Here Is Excelling. Try Harder!" It Still Can Be A Little Bit Intimidating.