I'd Like To Be Able To Go

I Just Start Singing Some Words With A Tune. I Don't Ever Write A Song Thinking, Now I'll Write A Song About... .

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

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.

You Can Fill My Appetite Without Me Taking Up A Bite.

I Love The Past. There Are Parts Of The Past I Hate, Of Course.