I'm Not Easy To Live With And

We're Being Treated To The Wisdom Of Some Puffed Up, Little Fart. Doing Exactly What I Used To Do, Pretensions To Anarchy And Art.

I Don't Care What Anybody Says About Ringo. I Cut My Rock-n-roll Teeth Listening To Him.

Johnny Can Get Down And Johnny Can Throw Up, But Johnny Can't Read.

Nobody On The Road. Nobody On The Beach. I Feel It In The Air, The Summer's Out Of Reach.

Lennon's Was One Of The First Voices I Emulated When I Began To Sing. When We Held Tryouts In My Pal's Dad's Living Room For The Singer In Our Band, I Sang A Beatles Song That Lennon Sang. There Is Something About The Timbre Of His Voice, Something That It Conveys, That Still Gets To Me. The Quality And The Poetry Of His Lyrics. The Wry Sense Of Humor. And The Boyishness, In The Beginning. There Are A Great Many Things That Touch Me About Him... Lennon Was, To Put It In His Own Words, A 'working-class Hero.'