I Realize Now That Taking Drugs Was

We Were Pretty Good Mates Until The Beatles Started To Split Up And Yoko Came Into It. It Was More Like Old Army Buddies Splitting Up On Account Of Wedding Bells.

I Do Have A Spongelike Ear Or Mentality Or Whatever You Call It, But It's Probably A Bit Subconscious.

The Good Lord Made This World And Everything That's In It. The Way I See It, Baby, You Got To Love It To The Limit.

And When The Night Is Cloudy There Is Still A Light That Shines On Me Shine On Until Tomorrow, Let It Be...

The Ring At The End Of My Nose Makes Me Look Rather Pretty.