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Love, love, love Love, love, love Love, love, love Ooo, oh Love, love, love Love, love, love Love, love, love Theres nothing you can do that cant be done Nothing you can sing that cant be sung Nothing you can say, but you can learn how to play the game Its easy, ooo Theres nothing you can make that cant be made Theres no one you can save that cant be saved Theres nothing you can do, but you can learn how to be you Its easy, yeah All you need is love All you need is love All you need is love, love, love Love is all you need All you need is love All you need is love All you need is love Love is all you need Love is all I need Love is all I need Love is all I need

Power to the people Power to the people Power to the people Power to the people Power to the people Power to the people Power to the people Power to the people, right on Say you want a revolution We better get on right away Well you get on your feet And into the street Singing power to the people Power to the people Power to the people Power to the people, right on A million workers working for nothing You better give them what they really own We got to put you down When we come into town Singing power to the people Power to the people Power to the people Power to the people, right on I got to ask you comrades and brothers How do you treat your own woman back home She got to be herself So she can free herself Singing power to the people Power to the people Power to the people Power to the people, right on Now, now, now, now Power to the people Power to the people Power to the people Power to the people, right on

...Three, Four! Everybodys talking and no one says a word Everybodys making love and no one really cares Theres matches in the bathroom just below the stairs Always something happening and nothing going on Theres always something cooking and nothing in the pot Theyre starving back in China so finish what youve got Nobody told me thered be days like these Nobody told me thered be days like these Nobody told me thered be days like these Strange days indeed Strange days indeed Everybodys running and no one makes a move Everybodys a winner and nothing left to lose Theres a little yellow idol to the north of Kathmandu Everybodys flying and no one leaves the ground Everybodys crying and no one makes a sound Theres a place for us in movies, you just gotta lay around Nobody told me thered be days like these Nobody told me thered be days like these Nobody told me thered be days like these Strange days indeed Most peculiar mama Everybodys smoking and no ones getting high Everybodys flying and never touch the sky Theres UFOs over New York and I aint too surprised Nobody told me thered be days like these Nobody told me thered be days like these Nobody told me thered be days like these Strange days indeed Most peculiar mama, roll!

Whenever I want you around, yeah All I got to do Is call you on the phone And youll come running home Yeah, thats all I got to do And when I, I want to kiss you, yeah All I got to do Is whisper in your ear The words you long to hear And Ill be kissin you And the same goes for me Whenever you want me at all Ill be here, yes, I will Whenever you call You just got to call on me, yeah You just got to call on me And when I, I want to kiss you, yeah All I got to do Is call you on the phone And youll come runnin home Yeah, thats all I got to do And the same goes for me Whenever you want me at all Ill be here, yes, I will Whenever you call You just got to call on me, yeah You just got to call on me

If youre listening to this song You may think the chords are going wrong But theyre not We just wrote it like that When youre listening late at night You may think the band are not quite right But they are They just play it like that It doesnt really matter what chords I play What words I say or time of day it is As its only a Northern song It doesnt really matter what clothes I wear Or how I fare or if my hair is brown When its only a Northern song If you think the harmony Is a little dark and out of key Youre correct Theres nobody there And I told you theres no one there

Chains, my babys got me locked up in chains And they aint the kind that you can see Whoa, these chains of love got a hold on me, yeah Chains, well I cant break away from these chains Cant run around, cause Im not free Whoa, oh, these chains of love wont let me be, yeah I wanna tell you, pretty baby I think youre fine Id like to love you But, darlin, Im imprisoned by these Chains, my babys got me locked up in chains And they aint the kind that you can see Whoa, oh, these chains of love got a hold on me, yeah Please believe me when I tell you Your lips are sweet Id like to kiss them But I cant break away from all of these Chains, my babys got me locked up in chains And they aint the kind that you can see Whoa, oh, these chains of love got a hold on me, yeah Chains, chains of love Chains of love Chains of love

Tell me why you cried, and why you lied to me Tell me why you cried, and why you lied to me Well I gave you everything I had But you left me sitting on my own Did you have to treat me, oh, so bad All I do is hang my head and moan Tell me why you cried, and why you lied to me Tell me why you cried, and why you lied to me If theres something I have said or done Tell me what and Ill apologize If you dont, I really cant go on Holding back these tears in my eyes Tell me why you cried, and why you lied to me Tell me why you cried, and why you lied to me Well I beg you on my bended knees If youll only listen to my pleas Is there anything I can do Cause I really cant stand it, Im so in love with you Tell me why you cried, and why you lied to me Tell me why you cried, and why you lied to me

The best things in life are free But you can keep em for the birds and bees Now, give me money Thats what I want Thats what I want, yeah Thats what I want Your lovin gives me a thrill But your lovin dont pay my bills Now, give me money Thats what I want Thats what I want, oh yeah Thats what I want Money dont get everything, its true What it dont get, I cant use Now, give me money Thats what I want Thats what I want, yeah Thats what I want, whoa Money dont get everything, its true What it dont get, I cant use Now, give me money Thats what I want Thats what I want, yeah Thats what I want Well, now, give me money Whole lot of money Wow, yeah, I wanna be free Oh, a lot of money Thats what I want, yeah Thats what I want Well, now, give me money Whole lot of money Wow, yeah, you know I need money Oh, now, give me money Thats what I want, yeah Thats what I want

It feels so right now, hold me tight Tell me Im the only one, and then I might Never be the lonely one So hold , me tight Tonight , tonight Its you, you, you, you Hold me tight Let me go on loving you Tonight, tonight Making love to only you So hold , me tight Tonight , tonight Its you, you, you You dont know What it means to hold you tight Being here alone tonight with you It feels so right Now hold me tight Tell me Im the only one And then I might Never be the lonely one So hold , me tight Tonight , tonight Its you, you, you You dont know What it means to hold you tight Being here alone tonight with you It feels so right Now hold me tight Let me go on loving you Tonight tonight Making love to only you So hold , me tight Tonight , tonight Its you, you, you, you, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Oo-ooh, ooh-ooh You, ooh-ooh

Oh dear, what can I do? Babys in black and Im feeling blue Tell me, oh what can I do? She thinks of him and so she dresses in black And though hell never come back, shes dressed in black Oh dear, what can I do? Babys in black and Im feeling blue Tell me, oh what can I do? I think of her, but she thinks only of him And though its only a whim, she thinks of him Oh how long will it take Till she sees the mistake she has made? Dear what can I do? Babys in black and Im feeling blue Tell me, oh what can I do? Oh how long will it take Till she sees the mistake she has made? Dear what can I do? Babys in black and Im feeling blue Tell me, oh what can I do? She thinks of him and so she dresses in black And though hell never come back, shes dressed in black Oh dear, what can I do? Babys in black and Im feeling blue Tell me, oh what can I do?

What, what if I said Im tryna make it up For all of the names thats playing games with you? You deserve better love Where, where are the places that they aint take you? Give me the book between your destinations So I can book the flight and reservations What would you do if I asked you to choose? Would you keep pickin on me? Or am I the guy just for drunken nights And while youre sober, you dont need me? While youre sober, you dont need me While youre sober, you dont know me What if I ran into all my obligations? And ran out your nerves and then make you go complacent What if I fuck up your me-time? Listen to me now Baby, its me-time, me, me now Oh, what would you do? If I made you number two Aint that what you want me to do? What would you do if I asked you to choose? Would you keep pickin on me? Or am I the guy just for drunken nights And while youre sober, you dont need me? While youre sober, you dont know me Why I keep doin it to myself Why I keep doin it to myself Why I keep doin it to myself Youre why I keep doin it to myself Why I keep doin it to myself Oh, why I keep doin it to myself Oh, why I keep doin it to myself Oh, why I keep doin it to myself Why I keep doin it to myself

I know it’s true, it’s all because of you And if I make it through, it’s all because of you And now and then, if we must start again Well we will know for sure, that I love you I don’t want to lose you – oh no, no, no Lose you or abuse you – oh no, no, no, sweet doll But if you have to go, away If you have to go… Now and then, I miss you Oh now and then, I… I know it’s true to me… I know it’s true, it’s all because of you And if you go away, I know you… I don’t want to lose you – oh no, no, no Abuse you or confuse you – oh no, no, no, sweet darl’ But if you had to go, away Well I won’t stop you babe And if you had to go Well…

But her eyes, they tantalize Oh, her lips, they really thrill me Ill take my chances, for romance is So important to me Shell never hurt me, she wont desert me Shes an angel sent to me No, no, this I cant believe No, no, nay will she deceive I cant believe that shell ever, ever go Not when she hugs me and says she loves me so Shell never hurt me, she wont desert me Listen, cant you see? Oh, no, no, no, this I cant believe No, no, nay will she deceive Dont take chances if your romance is So important to you Shell never hurt me, she wont desert me Shes an angel sent to me No, no, no, no, this I cant believe No, no, nay will she deceive Cause shes an angel sent to me No, shes an angel sent to me

Nobody loves you when youre down and out Nobody sees you when youre on cloud nine Everybodys hustling for a buck and a dime Ill scratch your back and you scratch mine Ive been across to the other side Ive shown you everything, I got nothing to hide And still you ask me, Do I love you? What it is, what it is All I can tell you is, its all show biz All I can tell you is, its all show biz Nobody loves you when youre down and out Nobody knows you when youre on cloud nine Everybodys hustling for a buck and a dime Ill scratch your back and you knife mine Ive been across the water now so many times Ive seen the one eyed witch doctor leading the blind And still you ask me, Do I love you? What you say, what you say Every time I put my finger on it, it slips away Every time I put my finger on it, it slips away Well I get up in the morning and Im looking in the mirror to see Ooo wee! Then Im lying in the darkness and I know I cant get to sleep Ooo wee! Nobody loves you when youre old and grey Nobody needs you when youre upside down Everybodys hollering about their own birthday Everybody loves you when youre six foot in the ground

Hold me close and tell me how you feel Tell me love is real Words of love you whisper soft and true Darling, I love you Let me hear you say the words I long to hear Darling, when youre near Words of love you whisper soft and true Darling, I love you

Without going out of my door I can know all things on Earth Without looking out of my window I could know the ways of Heaven The farther one travels The less one knows The less one really knows Without going out of your door You can know all things on Earth Without looking out of your window You could know the ways of Heaven The farther one travels The less one knows The less one really knows Arrive without travelling See all without looking Do all without doing

I want to be your lover baby I want to be your man I want to be your lover baby I want to be your man Love you like no other baby Like no other can Love you like no other baby Like no other can I want to be your man, I want to be your man I want to be your man, I want to be your man Tell me that you love me baby Let me understand Tell me that you love me baby I want to be your man I want to be your lover baby I want to be your man I want to be your lover baby I want to be your man I want to be your lover baby I want to be your man I want to be your lover baby I want to be your man Love you like no other baby Like no other can Love you like no other baby Like no other can I want to be your man, I want to be your man I want to be your man, I want to be your man

Imagine theres no Heaven, its easy if you try No Hell below us, above us, only skies Imagine all the people living for today Imagine theres no countries, it isnt hard to do Nothing to kill or die for, no And no religion, too, oh Imagine all the people living life in peace You, you may say Im a dreamer But Im not the only one I hope some day youll join us And the world will be as one Imagine no possessions, I wonder if you can No need for greed or hunger A brotherhood of man Imagine all the people sharing all the world You may say Im a dreamer But Im not the only one I hope some day youll join us And the world will live as one You may say Im a dreamer But Im not the only one I hope some day youll join us And the world will live as one

Once there was a way To get back homeward Once there was a way To get back home Sleep, little darling, do not cry I will sing a lullaby Golden slumbers fill your eyes Smiles awake you when you rise Sleep, little darling, do not cry And I will sing a lullaby And I will sing a lullaby Once there was a way To get back homeward Once there was a way To get back home Sleep, little darling, do not cry And I will sing a lullaby

I was dreaming of the past And my heart was beating fast I began to lose control I began to lose control I didnt mean to hurt you And Im sorry I made you cry I didnt want to hurt you Im just a jealous guy I was feeling insecure You might not love me anymore I was shivering inside I was shivering inside I didnt mean to hurt you, no no And Im sorry I made you cry I didnt want to hurt you Im just a jealous guy Hey, hey, hey, I didnt mean to hurt you, no no And Im sorry I made you cry I didnt want to hurt you Im just a jealous guy Im just a jealous guy Im just a jealous guy, yes I am Im just a jealous guy I dont want nobody looking at you Im just a jealous kind of fella Im just a jealous guy

Though youve gone away this morning Youll be back again tonight Telling me therell be no next time If I just dont treat you right Youll never leave me and you know its true Cause you like me too much and I like you Youve tried before to leave me But you havent got the nerve To walk out and make me lonely Which is all that I deserve Youll never leave me and you know its true Cause you like me too much and I like you I really do, and its nice when you believe me If you leave me I will follow you and bring you back where you belong Cause I couldnt really stand it I admit that I was wrong I wouldnt let you leave me cause its true Cause you like me too much and I like you Cause you like me too much and I like you I really do, and its nice when you believe me If you leave me I will follow you and bring you back where you belong Cause I couldnt really stand it I admit that I was wrong I wouldnt let you leave me cause its true Cause you like me too much and I like you Cause you like me too much and I like you

If you let me take your heart I will prove to you We will never be apart if Im part of you Open up your eyes now, tell me what you see It is no surprise now, what you see is me Big and black the clouds may be, time will pass away If you put your trust in me Ill make bright your day Look into these eyes now, tell me what you see Dont you realise now, what you see is me Tell me what you see Listen to me one more time, how can I get through? Cant you try to see that Im trying to get to you? Open up your eyes now, tell me what you see It is no surprise now, what you see is me Tell me what you see Listen to me one more time, how can I get through? Cant you try to see that Im trying to get to you? Open up your eyes now, tell me what you see It is no surprise now, what you see is me Hmm

Well, well, well Oh well Well, well, well Oh well I took my loved one out to dinner So we could get a bite to eat And though we both had been much thinner She looked so beautiful, I could eat her Well, well, well Oh well Well, well, well Oh well I took my loved one to the big field So we could watch the English sky We both were nervous, feeling dizzy And neither one of us knew just why Well, well, well Oh well Well, well, well Oh well Well, well, well Oh well Well, well, well Oh well Well, well, well Oh well Well, well, well Oh well Well, well, well Oh well Well, well, well Oh well Well, well, well Oh well Well, well, well Oh well Well, well, well Well Well Well Well Well Well Well Well Well, well Well, well, well Oh well Well, well, well Oh well We sat and talked of revolution Just like two liberals in the sun We talked of womens revolution And how the hell we could get things done Well, well, well Oh well Well, well, well Oh well I took my loved one to a big field So we could catch the English sky We both were nervous, feeling guilty And neither one of us knew just why Well, well, well Oh well Well, well, well Oh well Well, well, well Oh well Well, well, well Oh well Well, well, well Oh well Well, well, well Well Well, well, well Well Well Well

Mr. Moonlight You came to me one summer night And from your beam you made my dream And from the world you sent my girl And from above you sent us love And now she is mine I think youre fine Cause we love you, Mr. Moonlight Mr. Moonlight, come again please Here I am on my knees Begging if you please And the night you dont come my way Ill pray and pray more each day Cause we love you, Mr. Moonlight And the night you dont come my way Oh, Ill pray and pray more each day Cause we love you, Mr. Moonlight Mr. Moonlight Mr. Moonlight, come again please Here I am on my knees Begging if you please And the night you dont come my way Oh I pray and pray more each day Cause we love you, Mr. Moonlight Mr. Moonlight Mr. Moonlight Mr. Moonlight

Ive got every reason on earth to be mad Cause Ive just lost the only girl I had If I could get my way Id get myself locked up today But I cant so Ill cry instead Ive got a chip on my shoulder thats bigger than my feet I cant talk to people that I meet If I could see you now Id try to make you sad somehow But I cant so Ill cry instead Dont wanna cry when theres people there I get shy when they start to stare Im gonna hide myself away-hey But Ill come back again someday And when I do you better hide all the girls Im gonna break their hearts all round the world Yes, Im gonna break em in two And show you what your loving man can do Until then Ill cry instead Dont wanna cry when theres people there I get shy when they start to stare Im gonna hide myself away-hey But Ill come back again someday And when I do you better hide all the girls Cause Im gonna break their hearts all round the world Yes, Im gonna break em in two And show you what your loving man can do Until then Ill cry instead

You make me dizzy, Miss Lizzy The way you rock and roll You make me dizzy, Miss Lizzy When you do the stroll Come on, Miss Lizzy Love me before I grow too old Come on, give me fever Put your little hand in mine You make me dizzy, dizzy Lizzy Oh girl, you look so fine Just a-rocking and a-rolling Girl I said I wish you were mine Aw! Aw! Woo! You make me dizzy, Miss Lizzy When you call my name Oooh baby Say youre driving me insane Cmon, cmon, cmon, cmon baby I want to be your loving man Ooh Ooh Aw! Run and tell your mama I want you to be my bride Run and tell your brother Baby, dont run and hide You make me dizzy, Miss Lizzy Girl, I want to marry you Come on, give me fever Put your little hand in mine, girl You make me dizzy, dizzy Lizzy Girl, you look so fine Youre just a-rocking and a-rolling Oh I said I wish you were mine

Imagine theres no heaven Its easy if you try No hell below us Above us only sky Imagine all the people Living for today Imagine theres no countries It isnt hard to do Nothing to kill or die for No religion too Imagine all the people Living life in peace You may say Im a dreamer But Im not the only one I hope some day youll join us And the world will live as one Imagine no possessions I wonder if you can No need for greed or hunger A brotherhood of man Imagine all the people Sharing all the world You may say Im a dreamer But Im not the only one I hope some day youll join us And the world will live as one

If you wear red tonight Remember what I said tonight For red is the color that my baby wore And whats more, its true Yes it is Scarlet were the clothes she wore Everybody knows Im sure I would remember all the things we planned Understand, its true Yes it is, its true Yes it is I could be happy with you by my side If I could forget her, but its my pride Yes it is, yes it is Oh, yes it is, yeah Please dont wear red tonight This is what I said tonight For red is the color that will make me blue In spite of you, its true Yes it is, its true Yes it is I could be happy with you by my side If I could forget her, but its my pride Yes it is, yes it is Oh, yes it is, yeah Please dont wear red tonight This is what I said tonight For red is the color that will make me blue In spite of you, its true Yes it is, its true Yes it is, its true

Any time at all, any time at all Any time at all, all youve gotta do is call and Ill be there If you need somebody to love Just look into my eyes Ill be there to make you feel right If youre feeling sorry and sad Id really sympathize Dont you be sad, just call me tonight Any time at all, any time at all Any time at all, all youve gotta do is call and Ill be there If the sun has faded away Ill try to make it shine Theres nothing I wont do When you need a shoulder to cry on I hope it will be mine Call me tonight, and Ill come to you Any time at all, any time at all Any time at all, all youve gotta do is call and Ill be there Any time at all, any time at all Any time at all, all youve gotta do is call and Ill be there Any time at all, all youve gotta do is call and Ill be there

Whatever gets you through the night Its alright, its alright Its your money or your life Its alright, its alright Dont need a sword to cut through flowers Oh no, oh no Whatever gets you through your life Its alright, its alright Do it wrong or do it right Its alright, its alright Dont need a watch to waste your time Oh no, oh no Hold me darlin, come on listen to me I wont do you no harm Trust me darlin come on listen to me, come on listen to me Come on listen, listen Whatever gets you to the light Its alright, its alright Out the blue or out of sight Its alright, its alright Dont need a gun to blow your mind Oh no, oh no Hold me darlin come on listen to me I wont do you no harm Trust me darlin come on listen to me, come on listen to me Come on listen, listen

Okay? Look at me Who am I supposed to be? Who am I supposed to be? Look at me What am I supposed to be? What am I supposed to be? Look at me Oh, my love Oh, my love Here I am What am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to do? Here I am What can I do for you? What can I do for you? Here I am Oh, my love Oh, my love Look at me Oh, please look at me, my love Here I am Oh, my love Who am I? Nobody knows but me Nobody knows but me Who am I? Nobody else can see Just you and me Who are we? Oh, my love Oh, my love Oh, my love

Once there was a way To get back homeward Once there was a way To get back home Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry And I will sing a lullaby Golden slumbers fill your eyes Smiles await you when you rise Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry And I will sing a lullaby And I will sing a lullaby Once there was a way To get back homeward Once there was a way To get back home Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry And I will sing a lullaby

Im going to tell Aunt Mary about Uncle John He says he had the misery it but he got a lot of fun Oh baby Yeeeah now baby Woooooh baby Some fun tonight I saw Uncle John with long tall Sally He saw Aunt Mary coming and he ducked back in the alley Oh baby Yeeeeah now baby Woooooh baby Some fun tonight Well long tall Sally built pretty sweet She got everything that Uncle John needs Oh baby Yeeeah now baby Woooooh baby Some fun tonight Well, were going to have some fun tonight Have some fun tonight Everythings alright Have some fun tonight Have some fun, yeah yeah yeah Were going to have some fun tonight Have some fun tonight Everythings alright Have some fun tonight Yeah, well have some fun, some fun tonight

My mummys dead I cant get it through my head Though its been so many years My mummys dead I cant explain So much pain I could never show it My mummys dead

Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss me love Just one kiss, kiss will do Kiss, kiss kiss, kiss me love Just one kiss, kiss will do Why death Why Life Warm hearts Cold darts Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss me love Im bleeding inside Its a long, long story to tell And I can only show you my hell Touch, touch, touch, touch me love Just one touch, touch will do Touch, touch, touch, touch me love Just one touch, touch will do Why me Why you Broken mirror White terror Touch, touch, touch, touch me love Im shaking inside Its that faint, faint sound of the childhood bell Ringing in my soul Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss me love Just one kiss, kiss will do

You gotta live You gotta love You gotta be somebody You gotta shove But its so hard, its really hard Sometimes I feel like going down You gotta eat You gotta drink You gotta feel something You gotta worry But its so hard, its really hard Sometimes I feel like going down But when its good Its really good And when I hold you in my arms baby Sometimes I feel like going down You gotta run You gotta hide You gotta keep your woman satisfied But its so hard, its really hard Sometimes I feel like going down

PLAYBOY: The word is out: John Lennon and Yoko Ono are back in the studio, recording again for the first time since 1975, when they vanished from public view. Lets start with you, John. What have you been doing? LENNON: Ive been baking bread and looking after the baby. PLAYBOY: With what secret projects going on in the basement? LENNON: Thats like what everyone else who has asked me that question over the last few years says. But what else have you been doing? To which I say, Are you kidding? Because bread and babies, as every housewife knows, is a full-time job. After I made the loaves, I felt like I had conquered something. But as I watched the bread being eaten, I thought, Well, Jesus, dont I get a gold record or knighted or nothing? PLAYBOY: Why did you become a househusband? LENNON: There were many reasons. I had been under obligation or contract from the time I was 22 until well into my 30s. After all those years, it was all I knew. I wasnt free. I was boxed in. My contract was the physical manifestation of being in prison. It was more important to face myself and face that reality than to continue a life of rock n roll... and to go up and down with the whims of either your own performance or the publics opinion of you. Rock n roll was not fun anymore. I chose not to take the standard options in my business... going to Vegas and singing your great hits, if youre lucky, or going to hell, which is where Elvis went. ONO: John was like an artist who is very good at drawing circles. He sticks to that and it becomes his label. He has a gallery to promote that. And the next year, he will do triangles or something. It doesnt reflect his life at all. When you continue doing the same thing for ten years, you get a prize for having done it. LENNON: You get the big prize when you get cancer and you have been drawing circles and triangles for ten years. I had become a craftsman and I could have continued being a craftsman. I respect craftsmen, but I am not interested in becoming one. ONO: Just to prove that you can go on dishing out things. PLAYBOY: Youre talking about records, of course. LENNON: Yeah, to churn them out because I was expected to, like so many people who put out an album every six months because theyre supposed to. PLAYBOY: Would you be referring to Paul McCartney? LENNON: Not only Paul. But I had lost the initial freedom of the artist by becoming enslaved to the image of what the artist is supposed to do. A lot of artists kill themselves because of it, whether it is through drink, like Dylan Thomas, or through insanity, like Van Gogh, or through V.D., like Gauguin. PLAYBOY: Most people would have continued to churn out the product. How were you able to see a way out? LENNON: Most people dont live with Yoko Ono. PLAYBOY: Which means? LENNON: Most people dont have a companion who will tell the truth and refuse to live with a bullshit artist, which I am pretty good at. I can bullshit myself and everybody around. Yoko: Thats my answer. PLAYBOY: What did she do for you? LENNON: She showed me the possibility of the alternative. You dont have to do this. I dont? Really? But-but-but-but-but... Of course, it wasnt that simple and it didnt sink in overnight. It took constant reinforcement. Walking away is much harder than carrying on. Ive done both. On demand and on schedule, I had turned out records from 1962 to 1975. Walking away seemed like what the guys go through at 65, when suddenly theyre supposed to not exist anymore and theyre sent out of the office... Your life is over. Time for golf. PLAYBOY: Yoko, how did you feel about Johns becoming a househusband? ONO: When John and I would go out, people would come up and say, John, what are you doing? but they never asked about me, because, as a woman, I wasnt supposed to be doing anything. LENNON: When I was cleaning the cat shit and feeding Sean, she was sitting in rooms full of smoke with men in three-piece suits that they couldnt button. ONO: I handled the business: old business... Apple, Maclen, and new investments. LENNON: We had to face the business. It was either another case of asking some daddy to come solve our business or having one of us do it. Those lawyers were getting a quarter of a million dollars a year to sit around a table and eat salmon at the Plaza. Most of them didnt seem interested in solving the problems. Every lawyer had a lawyer. Each Beatle had four or five people working. So we felt we had to look after that side of the business and get rid of it and deal with it before we could start dealing with our own life. And the only one of us who has the talent or the ability to deal with it on that level is Yoko. PLAYBOY: Did you have experience handling business matters of that proportion? ONO: I learned. The law is not a mystery to me anymore. Politicians are not a mystery to me. Im not scared of all that establishment anymore. At first, my own accountant and my own lawyer could not deal with the fact that I was telling them what to do. LENNON: There was a bit of an attitude that this is Johns wife, but surely she cant really be representing him. ONO: A lawyer would send a letter to the directors, but instead of sending it to me, he would send it to John or send it to my lawyer. Youd be surprised how much insult I took from them initially. There was all this But you dont know anything about law; I cant talk to you. I said, All right, talk to me in the way I can understand it. I am a director, too. LENNON: They cant stand it. But they have to stand it, because she is who represents us. Theyre all male, you know, just big and fat, vodka lunch, shouting males, like trained dogs, trained to attack all the time. Recently, she made it possible for us to earn a large sum of money that benefited all of them and they fought and fought not to let her do it, because it was her idea and she was a woman and she was not a professional. But she did it, and then one of the guys said to her, Well, Lennon does it again. But Lennon didnt have anything to do with it. PLAYBOY: Why are you returning to the studio and public life? LENNON: You breathe in and you breathe out. We feel like doing it and we have something to say. Also, Yoko and I attempted a few times to make music together, but that was a long time ago and people still had the idea that the Beatles were some kind of sacred thing that shouldnt step outside its circle. It was hard for us to work together then. We think either people have forgotten or they have grown up by now, so we can make a second foray into that place where she and I are together, making music... simply that. Its not like Im some wondrous, mystic prince from the rock-n-roll world dabbling in strange music with this exotic, Oriental dragon lady, which was the picture projected by the press before. PLAYBOY: Some people have accused you of playing to the media. First you become a recluse, then you talk selectively to the press because you have a new album coming out. LENNON: Thats ridiculous. People always said John and Yoko would do anything for the publicity. In the Newsweek article, it says the reporter asked us, Why did you go underground? Well, she never asked it that way and I didnt go underground. I just stopped talking to the press. It got to be pretty funny. I was calling myself Greta Hughes or Howard Garbo through that period. But still the gossip items never stopped. We never stopped being in the press, but there seemed to be more written about us when we werent talking to the press than when we were. PLAYBOY: How do you feel about all the negative press thats been directed through the years at Yoko, your dragon lady, as you put it? LENNON: We are both sensitive people and we were hurt a lot by it. I mean, we couldnt understand it. When youre in love, when somebody says something like, How can you be with that woman? you say, What do you mean? I am with this goddess of love, the fulfillment of my whole life. Why are you saying this? Why do you want to throw a rock at her or punish me for being in love with her? Our love helped us survive it, but some of it was pretty violent. There were a few times when we nearly went under, but we managed to survive and here we are. Thank you, thank you, thank you. PLAYBOY: But what about the charge that John Lennon is under Yokos spell, under her control? LENNON: Well, thats rubbish, you know. Nobody controls me. Im uncontrollable. The only one who controls me is me, and thats just barely possible. PLAYBOY: Still, many people believe it. LENNON: Listen, if somebodys gonna impress me, whether it be a Maharishi or a Yoko Ono, there comes a point when the emperor has no clothes. There comes a point when I will see. So for all you folks out there who think that Im having the wool pulled over my eyes, well, thats an insult to me. Not that you think less of Yoko, because thats your problem. What I think of her is what counts! Because... fuck you, brother and sister... you dont know whats happening. Im not here for you. Im here for me and her and the baby! ONO: Of course, its a total insult to me... LENNON: Well, youre always insulted, my dear wife. Its natural... ONO: Why should I bother to control anybody? LENNON: She doesnt need me. ONO: I have my own life, you know. LENNON: She doesnt need a Beatle. Who needs a Beatle? ONO: Do people think Im that much of a con? John lasted two months with the Maharishi. Two months. I must be the biggest con in the world, because Ive been with him 13 years. LENNON: But people do say that. PLAYBOY: Thats our point. Why? LENNON: They want to hold on to something they never had in the first place. Anybody who claims to have some interest in me as an individual artist or even as part of the Beatles has absolutely misunderstood everything I ever said if they cant see why Im with Yoko. And if they cant see that, they dont see anything. Theyre just jacking off to... it could be anybody. Mick Jagger or somebody else. Let them go jack off to Mick Jagger, OK? I dont need it. PLAYBOY: Hell appreciate that. LENNON: I absolutely dont need it. Let them chase Wings. Just forget about me. If thats what you want, go after Paul or Mick. I aint here for that. If thats not apparent in my past, Im saying it in black and green, next to all the tits and asses on page 196. Go play with the other boys. Dont bother me. Go play with the Rolling Wings. PLAYBOY: Do you... LENNON: No, wait a minute. Lets stay with this a second; sometimes I cant let go of it. Nobody ever said anything about Pauls having a spell on me or my having one on Paul! They never thought that was abnormal in those days, two guys together, or four guys together! Why didnt they ever say, How come those guys dont split up? I mean, whats going on backstage? What is this Paul and John business? How can they be together so long? We spent more time together in the early days than John and Yoko: the four of us sleeping in the same room, practically in the same bed, in the same truck, living together night and day, eating, shitting and pissing together! All right? Doing everything together! Nobody said a damn thing about being under a spell. Maybe they said we were under the spell of Brian Epstein or George Martin. Theres always somebody who has to be doing something to you. You know, theyre congratulating the Stones on being together 112 years. Whoooopee! At least Charlie and Bill still got their families. In the Eighties, theyll be asking, Why are those guys still together? Cant they hack it on their own? Why do they have to be surrounded by a gang? Is the little leader scared somebodys gonna knife him in the back? Thats gonna be the question. Thats-a-gonna be the question! Theyre gonna look back at the Beatles and the Stones and all those guys as relics. The days when those bands were just all men will be on the newsreels, you know. They will be showing pictures of the guy with lipstick wriggling his ass and the four guys with the evil black make-up on their eyes trying to look raunchy. Thats gonna be the joke in the future, not a couple singing together or living and working together. Its all right when youre 16, 17, 18 to have male companions and idols, OK? Its tribal and its gang and its fine. But when it continues and youre still doing it when youre 40, that means youre still 16 in the head. PLAYBOY: Lets start at the beginning. Tell us the story of how the wondrous mystic prince and the exotic Oriental dragon lady met. LENNON: It was in 1966 in England. Id been told about this event... this Japanese avant-garde artist coming from America. I was looking around the gallery and I saw this ladder and climbed up and got a look in this spyglass on the top of the ladder... you feel like a fool... and it just said, Yes. Now, at the time, all the avant-garde was smash the piano with a hammer and break the sculpture and anti-, anti-, anti-, anti-, anti. It was all boring negative crap, you know. And just that Yes made me stay in a gallery full of apples and nails. There was a sign that said, Hammer A Nail In, so I said, Can I hammer a nail in? But Yoko said no, because the show wasnt opening until the next day. But the owner came up and whispered to her, Let him hammer a nail in. You know, hes a millionaire. He might buy it. And so there was this little conference, and finally she said, OK, you can hammer a nail in for five shillings. So smartass says, Well, Ill give you an imaginary five shillings and hammer an imaginary nail in. And thats when we really met. Thats when we locked eyes and she got it and I got it and, as they say in all the interviews we do, the rest is history. PLAYBOY: What happened next? LENNON: Of course, I was a Beatle, but things had begun to change. In 1966, just before we met, I went to Almeria, Spain, to make the movie How I Won the War. It did me a lot of good to get away. I was there six weeks. I wrote Strawberry Fields Forever there, by the way. It gave me time to think on my own, away from the others. From then on, I was looking for somewhere to go, but I didnt have the nerve to really step out on the boat by myself and push it off. But when I fell in love with Yoko, I knew, My God, this is different from anything Ive ever known. This is something other. This is more than a hit record, more than gold, more than everything. It is indescribable. PLAYBOY: Were falling in love with Yoko and wanting to leave the Beatles connected? LENNON: As I said, I had already begun to want to leave, but when I met Yoko is like when you meet your first woman. You leave the guys at the bar. You dont go play football anymore. You dont go play snooker or billiards. Maybe some guys do it on Friday night or something, but once I found the woman, the boys became of no interest whatsoever other than being old school friends. Those wedding bells are breaking up that old gang of mine. We got married three years later, in 1969. That was the end of the boys. And it just so happened that the boys were well known and werent just local guys at the bar. Everybody got so upset over it. There was a lot of shit thrown at us. A lot of hateful stuff. ONO: Even now, I just read that Paul said, I understand that he wants to be with her, but why does he have to be with her all the time? LENNON: Yoko, do you still have to carry that cross? That was years ago. ONO: No, no, no. He said it recently. I mean, what happened with John is like, I sort of went to bed with this guy that I liked and suddenly the next morning, I see these three in-laws, standing there. LENNON: Ive always thought there was this underlying thing in Pauls Get Back. When we were in the studio recording it, every time he sang the line Get back to where you once belonged, hed look at Yoko. PLAYBOY: Are you kidding? LENNON: No. But maybe hell say Im paranoid. PLAYBOY: This may be the time to talk about those in-laws, as Yoko put it. John, youve been asked this a thousand times, but why is it so unthinkable that the Beatles might get back together to make some music? LENNON: Do you want to go back to high school? Why should I go back ten years to provide an illusion for you that I know does not exist? It cannot exist. PLAYBOY: Then forget the illusion. What about just to make some great music again? Do you acknowledge that the Beatles made great music? LENNON: Why should the Beatles give more? Didnt they give everything on Gods earth for ten years? Didnt they give themselves? Youre like the typical sort of love-hate fan who says, Thank you for everything you did for us in the Sixties... would you just give me another shot? Just one more miracle? PLAYBOY: Were not talking about miracles... just good music. LENNON: When Rodgers worked with Hart and then worked with Hammerstein, do you think he should have stayed with one instead of working with the other? Should Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis have stayed together because I used to like them together? What is this game of doing things because other people want it? The whole Beatle idea was to do what you want, right? To take your own responsibility. PLAYBOY: Alright, but get back to the music itself. You dont agree that the Beatles created the best rock n roll thats been produced? LENNON: I dont. The Beatles, you see... Im too involved in them artistically. I cannot see them objectively. I cannot listen to them objectively. Im dissatisfied with every record the Beatles ever fucking made. There aint one of them I wouldnt remake... including all the Beatles records and all my individual ones. So I cannot possibly give you an assessment of what the Beatles are. When I was a Beatle, I thought we were the best fucking group in the god-damned world. And believing that is what made us what we were... whether we call it the best rock n roll group or the best pop group or whatever. But you play me those tracks today and I want to remake every damn one of them. Theres not a single one... I heard Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds on the radio last night. Its abysmal, you know. The track is just terrible. I mean, its great, but it wasnt made right, know what I mean? But thats the artistic trip, isnt it? Thats why you keep going. But to get back to your original question about the Beatles and their music, the answer is that we did some good stuff and we did some bad stuff. PLAYBOY: Many people feel that none of the songs Paul has done alone match the songs he did as a Beatle. Do you honestly feel that any of your songs on the Plastic Ono Band records will have the lasting imprint of Eleanor Rigby or Strawberry Fields? LENNON: Imagine, Love and those Plastic Ono Band songs stand up to any song that was written when I was a Beatle. Now, it may take you 20 or 30 years to appreciate that, but the fact is, if you check those songs out, you will see that it is as good as any fucking stuff that was ever done. PLAYBOY: It seems as if youre trying to say to the world, We were just a good band making some good music, while a lot of the rest of the world is saying, It wasnt just some good music, it was the best. LENNON: Well, if it was the best, so what? PLAYBOY: So... LENNON: It can never be again! Everyone always talks about a good thing coming to an end, as if life was over. But Ill be 40 when this interview comes out. Paul is 38. Elton John, Bob Dylan... were all relatively young people. The game isnt over yet. Everyone talks in terms of the last record or the last Beatle concert... but, God willing, there are another 40 years of productivity to go. Im not judging whether I am the Walrus is better or worse than Imagine. It is for others to judge. I am doing it. I do. I dont stand back and judge... I do. PLAYBOY: You keep saying you dont want to go back ten years, that too much has changed. Dont you ever feel it would be interesting... never mind cosmic, just interesting... to get together, with all your new experiences, and cross your talents? LENNON: Wouldnt it be interesting to take Elvis back to his Sun Records period? I dont know. But Im content to listen to his Sun Records. I dont want to dig him up out of the grave. The Beatles dont exist and can never exist again. John Lennon, Paul McCartney, George Harrison and Richard Starkey could put on a concert... but it can never be the Beatles singing Strawberry Fields or I Am The Walrus again, because we are not in our 20s. We cannot be that again, nor can the people who are listening. PLAYBOY: But arent you the one who is making it too important? What if it were just nostalgic fun? A high school reunion? LENNON: I never went to high school reunions. My thing is, Out of sight, out of mind. Thats my attitude toward life. So I dont have any romanticism about any part of my past. I think of it only inasmuch as it gave me pleasure or helped me grow psychologically. That is the only thing that interests me about yesterday. I dont believe in yesterday, by the way. You know I dont believe in yesterday. I am only interested in what I am doing now. PLAYBOY: What about the people of your generation, the ones who feel a certain kind of music and spirit died when the Beatles broke up? LENNON: If they didnt understand the Beatles and the Sixties then, what the fuck could we do for them now? Do we have to divide the fish and the loaves for the multitudes again? Do we have to get crucified again? Do we have to do the walking on water again because a whole pile of dummies didnt see it the first time, or didnt believe it when they saw it? You know, thats what theyre asking: Get off the cross. I didnt understand the first bit yet. Can you do that again? No way. You can never go home. It doesnt exist. PLAYBOY: Do you find that the clamor for a Beatles reunion has died down? LENNON: Well, I heard some Beatles stuff on the radio the other day and I heard Green Onion ...no, Glass Onion, I dont even know my own songs! I listened to it because it was a rare track... PLAYBOY: That was the one that contributed to the Paul McCartney is dead uproar because of the lyric The walrus is Paul. LENNON: Yeah. That line was a joke, you know. That line was put in partly because I was feeling guilty because I was with Yoko, and I knew I was finally high and dry. In a perverse way, I was sort of saying to Paul, Here, have this crumb, have this illusion, have this stroke... because Im leaving you. Anyway, its a song they dont usually play. When a radio station has a Beatles weekend, they usually play the same ten songs... A Hard Days Night, Help!, Yesterday, Something, Let It Be ...you know, theres all that wealth of material, but we hear only ten songs. So the deejaysays, I want to thank John, Paul, George and Ringo for not getting back together and spoiling a good thing. I thought it was a good sign. Maybe people are catching on. PLAYBOY: Aside from the millions youve been offered for a reunion concert, how did you feel about producer Lorne Michaels generous offer of $3200 for appearing together on Saturday Night Live a few years ago? LENNON: Oh, yeah. Paul and I were together watching that show. He was visiting us at our place in the Dakota. We were watching it and almost went down to the studio, just as a gag. We nearly got into a cab, but we were actually too tired. PLAYBOY: How did you and Paul happen to be watching TV together? LENNON: That was a period when Paul just kept turning up at our door with a guitar. I would let him in, but finally I said to him, Please call before you come over. Its not 1956 and turning up at the door isnt the same anymore. You know, just give me a ring. He was upset by that, but I didnt mean it badly. I just meant that I was taking care of a baby all day and some guy turns up at the door... But, anyway, back on that night, he and Linda walked in and he and I were just sitting there, watching the show, and we went, Ha-ha, wouldnt it be funny if we went down? but we didnt. PLAYBOY: Was that the last time you saw Paul? LENNON: Yes, but I didnt mean it like that. PLAYBOY: Were asking because theres always a lot of speculation about whether the Fab Four are dreaded enemies or the best of friends. LENNON: Were neither. I havent seen any of the Beatles for I dont know how much time. Somebody asked me what I thought of Pauls last album and I made some remark like, I thought he was depressed and sad. But then I realized I hadnt listened to the whole damn thing. I heard one track... the hit Coming Up, which I thought was a good piece of work. Then I heard something else that sounded like he was depressed. But I dont follow their work. I dont follow Wings, you know. I dont give a shit what Wings is doing, or what Georges new album is doing, or what Ringo is doing. Im not interested, no more than I am in what Elton John or Bob Dylan is doing. Its not callousness, its just that Im too busy living my own life to be following what other people are doing, whether theyre the Beatles or guys I went to college with or people I had intense relationships with before I met the Beatles. PLAYBOY: Besides Coming Up, what do you think of Pauls work since he left the Beatles? LENNON: I kind of admire the way Paul started back from scratch, forming a new band and playing in small dance halls, because thats what he wanted to do with the Beatles... he wanted us to go back to the dance halls and experience that again. But I didnt. That was one of the problems, in a way, that he wanted to relive it all or something... I dont know what it was. But I kind of admire the way he got off his pedestal. Now hes back on it again, but I mean, he did what he wanted to do. Thats fine, but its just not what I wanted to do. PLAYBOY: What about the music? LENNON: The Long and Winding Road was the last gasp from him. Although I really havent listened. PLAYBOY: You say you havent listened to Pauls work and havent really talked to him since that night in your apartment... LENNON: Really talked to him, no, thats the operative word. I havent really talked to him in ten years. Because I havent spent time with him. Ive been doing other things and so has he. You know, hes got 25 kids and about 20,000,000 records out. How can he spend time talking? Hes always working. PLAYBOY: Then lets talk about the work you did together. Generally speaking, what did each of you contribute to the Lennon-McCartney songwriting team? LENNON: Well, you could say that he provided a lightness, an optimism, while I would always go for the sadness, the discords, a certain bluesy edge. There was a period when I thought I didnt write melodies, that Paul wrote those and I just wrote straight, shouting rock n roll. But, of course, when I think of some of my own songs... In My Life or some of the early stuff... This Boy. I was writing melody with the best of them. Paul had a lot of training, could play a lot of instruments. Hed say, Well, why dont you change that there? Youve done that note 50 times in the song. You know, Ill grab a note and ram it home. Then again, Id be the one to figure out where to go with a song... a story that Paul would start. In a lot of the songs, my stuff is the middle-eight, the bridge. PLAYBOY: For example? LENNON: Take Michelle. Paul and I were staying somewhere, and he walked in and hummed the first few bars, with the words, you know-- and he says, Where do I go from here? Id been listening to blues singer Nina Simone, who did something like I love you! in one of her songs and that made me think of the middle-eight for Michelle. I love you, I love you, I lo-ove you... PLAYBOY: What was the difference in terms of lyrics? LENNON: I always had an easier time with lyrics, though Paul is quite a capable lyricist who doesnt think he is. So he doesnt go for it. Rather than face the problem, he would avoid it. Hey Jude is a damn good set of lyrics. I made no contribution to the lyrics there. And a couple of lines he has come up with show indications of a good lyricist. But he just hasnt taken it anywhere. Still, in the early days, we didnt care about lyrics as long as the song had some vague theme... she loves you, he loves him, they all love each other. It was the hook, line and sound we were going for. Thats still my attitude, but I cant leave lyrics alone. I have to make them make sense apart from the songs. PLAYBOY: Whats an example of a lyric you and Paul worked on together? LENNON: In We Can Work It Out, Paul did the first half, I did the middle-eight. But youve got Paul writing, We can work it out/We can work it out --real optimistic, y know, and me, impatient: Life is very short and theres no time/For fussing and fighting, my friend.... PLAYBOY: Paul tells the story and John philosophizes. LENNON: Sure. Well, I was always like that, you know. I was like that before the Beatles and after the Beatles. I always asked why people did things and why society was like it was. I didnt just accept it for what it was apparently doing. I always looked below the surface. PLAYBOY: When you talk about working together on a single lyric like We Can Work It Out, it suggests that you and Paul worked a lot more closely than youve admitted in the past. Havent you said that you wrote most of your songs separately, despite putting both of your names on them? LENNON: Yeah, I was lying. It was when I felt resentful, so I felt that we did everything apart. But, actually, a lot of the songs we did eyeball to eyeball. PLAYBOY: But many of them were done apart, werent they? LENNON: Yeah. Sgt. Pepper was Pauls idea, and I remember he worked on it a lot and suddenly called me to go into the studio, said it was time to write some songs. On Pepper, under the pressure of only ten days, I managed to come up with Lucy in the Sky and Day in the Life. We werent communicating enough, you see. And later on, thats why I got resentful about all that stuff. But now I understand that it was just the same competitive game going on. PLAYBOY: But the competitive game was good for you, wasnt it? LENNON: In the early days. Wed make a record in 12 hours or something; they would want a single every three months and wed have to write it in a hotel room or in a van. So the cooperation was functional as well as musical. PLAYBOY: Dont you think that cooperation, that magic between you, is something youve missed in your work since? LENNON: I never actually felt a loss. I dont want it to sound negative, like I didnt need Paul, because when he was there, obviously, it worked. But I cant... its easier to say what I gave to him than what he gave to me. And hed say the same. PLAYBOY: Just a quick aside, but while were on the subject of lyrics and your resentment of Paul, what made you write How Do You Sleep?, which contains lyrics such as Those freaks was right when they said you was dead and The only thing you done was Yesterday/And since youve gone, youre just Another Day? LENNON: You know, I wasnt really feeling that vicious at the time. But I was using my resentment toward Paul to create a song, lets put it that way. He saw that it pointedly refers to him, and people kept hounding him about it. But, you know, there were a few digs on his album before mine. Hes so obscure other people didnt notice them, but I heard them. I thought, Well, Im not obscure, I just get right down to the nitty-gritty. So hed done it his way and I did it mine. But as to the line you quoted, yeah, I think Paul died creatively, in a way. PLAYBOY: Thats what we were getting at: You say that what youve done since the Beatles stands up well, but isnt it possible that with all of you, its been a case of the creative whole being greater than the parts? LENNON: I dont know whether this will gel for you: When the Beatles played in America for the first time, they played pure craftsmanship. Meaning they were already old hands. The jism had gone out of the performances a long time ago. In the same respect, the songwriting creativity had left Paul and me in the mid-Sixties. When we wrote together in the early days, it was like the beginning of a relationship. Lots of energy. In the Sgt. Pepper- Abbey Road period, the relationship had matured. Maybe had we gone on together, more interesting things would have come, but it couldnt have been the same. PLAYBOY: Lets move on to Ringo. Whats your opinion of him musically? LENNON: Ringo was a star in his own right in Liverpool before we even met. He was a professional drummer who sang and performed and had Ringo Starr-time and he was in one of the top groups in Britain but especially in Liverpool before we even had a drummer. So Ringos talent would have come out one way or the other as something or other. I dont know what he would have ended up as, but whatever that spark is in Ringo that we all know but cant put our finger on... whether it is acting, drumming or singing I dont know... there is something in him that is projectable and he would have surfaced with or without the Beatles. Ringo is a damn good drummer. He is not technically good, but I think Ringos drumming is underrated the same way Pauls bass playing is underrated. Paul was one of the most innovative bass players ever. And half the stuff that is going on now is directly ripped off from his Beatles period. He is an egomaniac about everything else about himself, but his bass playing he was always a bit coy about. I think Paul and Ringo stand up with any of the rock musicians. Not technically great... none of us are technical musicians. None of us could read music. None of us can write it. But as pure musicians, as inspired humans to make the noise, they are as good as anybody. PLAYBOY: How about Georges solo music? LENNON: I think All Things Must Pass was all right. It just went on too long. PLAYBOY: How did you feel about the lawsuit George lost that claimed the music to My Sweet Lord is a rip-off of the Shirelles hit Hes So Fine? LENNON: Well, he walked right into it. He knew what he was doing. PLAYBOY: Are you saying he consciously plagiarized the song? LENNON: He must have known, you know. Hes smarter than that. Its irrelevant, actually... only on a monetary level does it matter. He could have changed a couple of bars in that song and nobody could ever have touched him, but he just let it go and paid the price. Maybe he thought God would just sort of let him off. PLAYBOY: You actually havent mentioned George much in this interview. LENNON: Well, I was hurt by Georges book, I, Me, Mine ...so this message will go to him. He put a book out privately on his life that, by glaring omission, says that my influence on his life is absolutely zilch and nil. In his book, which is purportedly this clarity of vision of his influence on each song he wrote, he remembers every two-bit sax player or guitarist he met in subsequent years. Im not in the book. PLAYBOY: Why? LENNON: Because Georges relationship with me was one of young follower and older guy. Hes three or four years younger than me. Its a love/hate relationship and I think George still bears resentment toward me for being a daddy who left home. He would not agree with this, but thats my feeling about it. I was just hurt. I was just left out, as if I didnt exist. I dont want to be that egomaniacal, but he was like a disciple of mine when we started. I was already an art student when Paul and George were still in grammar school. There is a vast difference between being in high school and being in college and I was already in college and already had sexual relationships, already drank and did a lot of things like that. When George was a kid, he used to follow me and my first girlfriend, Cynthia.. who became my wife... around. Wed come out of art school and hed be hovering around like those kids at the gate of the Dakota now. I remember the day he called to ask for help on Taxman, one of his bigger songs. I threw in a few one-liners to help the song along, because thats what he asked for. He came to me because he couldnt go to Paul, because Paul wouldnt have helped him at that period. I didnt want to do it. I thought, Oh, no, dont tell me I have to work on Georges stuff. Its enough doing my own and Pauls. But because I loved him and I didnt want to hurt him when he called me that afternoon and said, Will you help me with this song? I just sort of bit my tongue and said OK. It had been John and Paul so long, hed been left out because he hadnt been a songwriter up until then. As a singer, we allowed him only one track on each album. If you listen to the Beatles first albums, the English versions, he gets a single track. The songs he and Ringo sang at first were the songs that used to be part of my repertoire in the dance halls. I used to pick songs for them from my repertoire... the easier ones to sing. So I am slightly resentful of Georges book. But dont get me wrong. I still love those guys. The Beatles are over, but John, Paul, George and Ringo go on. PLAYBOY: Didnt all four Beatles work on a song you wrote for Ringo in 1973? LENNON: Im the Greatest. It was the Muhammad Ali line, of course. It was perfect for Ringo to sing. If I said, Im the greatest, theyd all take it so seriously. No one would get upset with Ringo singing it. PLAYBOY: Did you enjoy playing with George and Ringo again? LENNON: Yeah, except when George and Billy Preston started saying, Lets form a group. Lets form a group. I was embarrassed when George kept asking me. He was just enjoying the session and the spirit was very good, but I was with Yoko, you know. We took time out from what we were doing. The very fact that they would imagine I would form a male group without Yoko! It was still in their minds... PLAYBOY: Just to finish your favorite subject, what about the suggestion that the four of you put aside your personal feelings and regroup to give a mammoth concert for charity, some sort of giant benefit? LENNON: I dont want to have anything to do with benefits. I have been benefited to death. PLAYBOY: Why? LENNON: Because theyre always rip-offs. I havent performed for personal gain since 1966, when the Beatles last performed. Every concert since then, Yoko and I did for specific charities, except for a Toronto thing that was a rock n roll revival. Every one of them was a mess or a rip-off. So now we give money to who we want. Youve heard of tithing? PLAYBOY: Thats when you give away a fixed percentage of your income. LENNON: Right. I am just going to do it privately. I am not going to get locked into that business of saving the world on stage. The show is always a mess and the artist always comes off badly. PLAYBOY: What about the Bangladesh concert, in which George and other people such as Dylan performed? LENNON: Bangladesh was ca-ca. PLAYBOY: You mean because of all the questions that were raised about where the money went? LENNON: Yeah, right. I cant even talk about it, because its still a problem. Youll have to check with Mother because she knows the ins and outs of it, I dont. But its all a rip-off. So forget about it. All of you who are reading this, dont bother sending me all that garbage about, Just come and save the Indians, come and save the blacks, come and save the war veterans, Anybody I want to save will be helped through our tithing, which is ten percent of whatever we earn. PLAYBOY: But that doesnt compare with what one promoter, Sid Bernstein, said you could raise by giving a world-wide televised concert... playing separately, as individuals, or together, as the Beatles. He estimated you could raise over $200,000,000 in one day. LENNON: That was a commercial for Sid Bernstein written with Jewish schmaltz and showbiz and tears, dropping on one knee. It was Al Jolson. OK. So I dont buy that. OK? PLAYBOY: But the fact is, $200,000,000 to a poverty-stricken country in South America... LENNON: Where do people get off saying the Beatles should give $200,000,000 to South America? You know, America has poured billions into places like that. It doesnt mean a damn thing. After theyve eaten that meal, then what? It lasts for only a day. After the $200,000,000 is gone, then what? It goes round and round in circles. You can pour money in forever. After Peru, then Harlem, then Britain. There is no one concert. We would have to dedicate the rest of our lives to one world concert tour, and Im not ready for it. Not in this lifetime, anyway. PLAYBOY: On the subject of your own wealth, the New York Post recently said you admitted to being worth over $150,000,000 and... LENNON: We never admitted anything. PLAYBOY: The Post said you had. LENNON: What the Post says... OK, so we are rich; so what? PLAYBOY: The question is, How does that jibe with your political philosophies? Youre supposed to be socialists, arent you? LENNON: In England, there are only two things to be, basically: You are either for the labor movement or for the capitalist movement. Either you become a right-wing Archie Bunker if you are in the class I am in, or you become an instinctive socialist, which I was. That meant I think people should get their false teeth and their health looked after, all the rest of it. But apart from that, I worked for money and I wanted to be rich. So what the hell... if thats a paradox, then Im a socialist. But I am not anything. What I used to be is guilty about money. Thats why I lost it, either by giving it away or by allowing myself to be screwed by so-called managers. PLAYBOY: Whatever your politics, youve played the capitalist game very well, parlaying your Beatles royalties into real estate, livestock... ONO: There is no denying that we are still living in the capitalist world. I think that in order to survive and to change the world, you have to take care of yourself first. You have to survive yourself. I used to say to myself, I am the only socialist living here. I dont have a penny. It is all Johns, so Im clean. But I was using his money and I had to face that hypocrisy. I used to think that money was obscene, that the artists didnt have to think about money. But to change society, there are two ways to go: through violence or the power of money within the system. A lot of people in the Sixties went underground and were involved in bombings and other violence. But that is not the way, definitely not for me. So to change the system... even if you are going to become a mayor or something... you need money. PLAYBOY: To what extent do you play the game without getting caught up in it... money for the sake of money, in other words? ONO: There is a limit. It would probably be parallel to our level of security. Do you know what I mean? I mean the emotional-security level as well. PLAYBOY: Has it reached that level yet? ONO: No, not yet. I dont know. It might have. PLAYBOY: You mean with $150,000,000? Is that an accurate estimate? ONO: I dont know what we have. It becomes so complex that you need to have ten accountants working for two years to find out what you have. But lets say that we feel more comfortable now. PLAYBOY: How have you chosen to invest your money? ONO: To make money, you have to spend money. But if you are going to make money, you have to make it with love. I love Egyptian art. I make sure to get all the Egyptian things, not for their value but for their magic power. Each piece has a certain magic power. Also with houses. I just buy ones we love, not the ones that people say are good investments. PLAYBOY: The papers have made it sound like you are buying up the Atlantic Seaboard. ONO: If you saw the houses, you would understand. They have become a good investment, but they are not an investment unless you sell them. We dont intend to sell. Each house is like a historic landmark and theyre very beautiful. PLAYBOY: Do you actually use all the properties? ONO: Most people have the park to go to and run in... the park is a huge place... but John and I were never able to go to the park together. So we have to create our own parks, you know. PLAYBOY: We heard that you own $60,000,000 worth of dairy cows. Can that be true? ONO: I dont know. Im not a calculator. Im not going by figures. Im going by excellence of things. LENNON: Sean and I were away for a weekend and Yoko came over to sell this cow and I was joking about it. We hadnt seen her for days; she spent all her time on it. But then I read the paper that said she sold it for a quarter of a million dollars. Only Yoko could sell a cow for that much. PLAYBOY: For an artist, your business sense seems remarkable. ONO: I was doing it just as a chess game. I love chess. I do everything like its a chess game. Not on a Monopoly level... thats a bit more realistic. Chess is more conceptual. PLAYBOY: John, do you really need all those houses around the country? LENNON: Theyre good business. PLAYBOY: Why does anyone need $150,000,000? Couldnt you be perfectly content with $100,000,000? Or $1,000,000? LENNON: What would you suggest I do? Give everything away and walk the streets? The Buddhist says, Get rid of the possessions of the mind. Walking away from all the money would not accomplish that. Its like the Beatles. I couldnt walk away from the Beatles. Thats one possession thats still tagging along, right? If I walk away from one house or 400 houses, Im not gonna escape it. PLAYBOY: How do you escape it? LENNON: It takes time to get rid of all this garbage that Ive been carrying around that was influencing the way I thought and the way I lived. It had a lot to do with Yoko, showing me that I was still possessed. I left physically when I fell in love with Yoko, but mentally it took the last ten years of struggling. I learned everything from her. PLAYBOY: You make it sound like a teacher-pupil relationship. LENNON: It is a teacher-pupil relationship. Thats what people dont understand. Shes the teacher and Im the pupil. Im the famous one, the one whos supposed to know everything, but shes my teacher. Shes taught me everything I fucking know. She was there when I was nowhere, when I was the nowhere man. Shes my Don Juan. Thats what people dont understand. Im married to fucking Don Juan, thats the hardship of it. Don Juan doesnt have to laugh; Don Juan doesnt have to be charming; Don Juan just is. And what goes on around Don Juan is irrelevant to Don Juan. PLAYBOY: Yoko, how do you feel about being Johns teacher? ONO: Well, he had a lot of experience before he met me, the kind of experience I never had, so I learned a lot from him, too. Its both ways. Maybe its that I have strength, a feminine strength. Because women develop it... in a relationship, I think women really have the inner wisdom and theyre carrying that while men have sort of the wisdom to cope with society, since they created it. Men never developed the inner wisdom; they didnt have time. So most men do rely on womens inner wisdom, whether they express that or not. PLAYBOY: Is Yoko Johns guru? LENNON: No, a Don Juan doesnt have a following. A Don Juan isnt in the newspaper and doesnt have disciples and doesnt proselytize. PLAYBOY: How has she taught you? LENNON: When Don Juan said ...when Don Ono said, Get out! Because youre not getting it, well, it was like being sent into the desert. And the reason she wouldnt let me back in was because I wasnt ready to come back in. I had to settle things within myself. When I was ready to come back in, she let me back in. And thats what Im living with. PLAYBOY: Youre talking about your separation. LENNON: Yes. We were separated in the early Seventies. She kicked me out. Suddenly, I was on a raft alone in the middle of the universe. PLAYBOY: What happened? LENNON: Well, at first, I thought, Whoopee, whoopee! You know, bachelor life! Whoopee! And then I woke up one day and I thought, What is this? I want to go home! But she wouldnt let me come home. Thats why it was 18 months apart instead of six months. We were talking all the time on the phone and I would say, I dont like this, Im getting in trouble and Id like to come home, please. And she would say, Youre not ready to come home. So what do you say? OK, back to the bottle. PLAYBOY: What did she mean, you werent ready? LENNON: She has her ways. Whether they be mystical or practical. When she said its not ready, it aint ready. PLAYBOY: Back to the bottle? LENNON: I was just trying to hide what I felt in the bottle. I was just insane. It was the lost weekend that lasted 18 months. Ive never drunk so much in my life. I tried to drown myself in the bottle and I was with the heaviest drinkers in the business. PLAYBOY: Such as? LENNON: Such as Harry Nilsson, Bobby Keyes, Keith Moon. We couldnt pull ourselves out. We were trying to kill ourselves. I think Harry might still be trying, poor bugger... God bless you, Harry, wherever you are... but, Jesus, you know, I had to get away from that, because somebody was going to die. Well, Keith did. It was like, whos going to die first? Unfortunately, Keith was the one. PLAYBOY: Why the self-destruction? LENNON: For me, it was because of being apart. I couldnt stand it. They had their own reasons, and it was, Lets all drown ourselves together. From where I was sitting, it looked like that. Lets kill ourselves but do it like Errol Flynn, you know, the macho, male way. Its embarrassing for me to think about that period, because I made a big fool of myself... but maybe it was a good lesson for me. I wrote Nobody Loves You When Youre Down and Out during that time. Thats how I felt. It exactly expresses the whole period. For some reason, I always imagined Sinatra singing that one. I dont know why. Its kind of a Sinatraesque song, really. He would do a perfect job with it. Are you listening, Frank? You need a song that isnt a piece of nothing. Heres the one for you, the horn arrangement and everythings made for you. But dont ask me to produce it. PLAYBOY: That must have been the time the papers came out with reports about Lennon running around town with a Tampax on his head. LENNON: The stories were all so exaggerated, but... We were all in a restaurant, drinking, not eating, as usual at those gatherings, and I happened to go take a pee and there was a brand-new fresh Kotex, not Tampax, on the toilet. You know the old trick where you put a penny on your forehead and it sticks? I was a little high and I just picked it up and slapped it on and it stayed, you see. I walked out of the bathroom and I had a Kotex on my head. Big deal. Everybody went Ha-ha-ha and it fell off, but the press blew it up. PLAYBOY: Why did you kick John out, Yoko? ONO: There were many things. Im what I call a moving on kind of girl; theres a song on our new album about it. Rather than deal with problems in relationships, Ive always moved on. Thats why Im one of the very few survivors as a woman, you know. Women tend to be more into men usually, but I wasnt... LENNON: Yoko looks upon men as assistants... Of varying degrees of intimacy, but basically assistants. And this ones going to take a pee. ONO: I have no comment on that. But when I met John, women to him were basically people around who were serving him. He had to open himself up and face me... and I had to see what he was going through. But I thought I had to move on again, because I was suffering being with John. PLAYBOY: Why? ONO: The pressure from the public, being the one who broke up the Beatles and who made it impossible for them to get back together. My artwork suffered, too. I thought I wanted to be free from being Mrs. Lennon, so I thought it would be a good idea for him to go to L.A. and leave me alone for a while. I had put up with it for many years. Even early on, when John was a Beatle, we stayed in a room and John and I were in bed and the door was closed and all that, but we didnt lock the door and one of the Beatle assistants just walked in and talked to him as if I werent there. It was mind-blowing. I was invisible. The people around John saw me as a terrible threat. I mean, I heard there were plans to kill me. Not the Beatles but the people around them. PLAYBOY: How did that news affect you? ONO: The society doesnt understand that the woman can be castrated, too. I felt castrated. Before, I was doing all right, thank you. My work might not have been selling much, I might have been poorer, but I had my pride. But the most humiliating thing is to be looked at as a parasite. LENNON: When Yoko and I started doing stuff together, we would hold press conferences and announce our whatevers... were going to wear bags or whatever. And before this one press conference, one Beatle assistant in the upper echelon of Beatle assistants leaned over to Yoko and said, You know, you dont have to work. Youve got enough money, now that youre Mrs. Lennon. And when she complained to me about it, I couldnt understand what she was talking about. But this guy, Id say, Hes just good old Charley, or whatever. Hes been with us 20 years... The same kind of thing happened in the studio. She would say to an engineer, Id like a little more treble, a little more bass, or Theres too much of whatever youre putting on, and theyd look at me and say, What did you say, John? Those days I didnt even notice it myself. Now I know what shes talking about. In Japan, when I ask for a cup of tea in Japanese, they look at Yoko and ask, He wants a cup of tea? in Japanese. ONO: So a good few years of that kind of thing emasculates you. I had always been more macho than most guys I was with, in a sense. I had always been the breadwinner, because I always wanted to have the freedom and the control. Suddenly, Im with somebody I cant possibly compete with on a level of earnings. Finally, I couldnt take it... or I decided not to take it any longer. I would have had the same difficulty even if I hadnt gotten involved with, ah.... LENNON: John-- John is the name. ONO: With John. But John wasnt just John. He was also his group and the people around them. When I say John, its not just John... LENNON: Thats John. J-O-H-N. From Johan, I believe. PLAYBOY: So you made him leave? ONO: Yes. LENNON: She dont suffer fools gladly, even if shes married to him. PLAYBOY: How did you finally get back together? ONO: It slowly started to dawn on me that John was not the trouble at all. John was a fine person. It was society that had become too much. We laugh about it now, but we started dating again. I wanted to be sure. Im thankful to Johns intelligence... LENNON: Now, get that, editors... you got that word? ONO: ...that he was intelligent enough to know this was the only way that we could save our marriage, not because we didnt love each other but because it was getting too much for me. Nothing would have changed if I had come back as Mrs. Lennon again. PLAYBOY: What did change? ONO: It was good for me to do the business and regain my pride about what I could do. And it was good to know what he needed, the role reversal that was so good for him. LENNON: And we learned that its better for the family if we are both working for the family, she doing the business and me playing mother and wife. We reordered our priorities. The number-one priority is her and the family. Everything else revolves around that. ONO: Its a hard realization. These days, the society prefers single people. The encouragements are to divorce or separate or be single or gay... whatever. Corporations want singles-- they work harder if they dont have family ties. They dont have to worry about being home in the evenings or on the weekends. Theres not much room for emotions about family or personal relationships. You know, the whole thing they say to women approaching 30 that if you dont have a baby in the next few years, youre going to be in trouble, youll never be a mother, so youll never be fulfilled in that way and... LENNON: Only Yoko was 73 when she had Sean. ONO: So instead of the society discouraging children, since they are important for society, it should encourage them. Its the responsibility of everybody. But it is hard. A woman has to deny what she has, her womb, if she wants to make it. It seems that only the privileged classes can have families. Nowadays, maybe its only the McCartneys and the Lennons or something. LENNON: Everybody else becomes a worker/consumer. ONO: And then Big Brother will decide. I hate to use the term Big Brother... LENNON: Too late. Theyve got it on tape. ONO: But, finally, the society... LENNON: Big Sister-- wait till she comes! ONO: The society will do away with the roles of men and women. Babies will be born in test tubes and incubators... LENNON: Then its Aldous Huxley. ONO: But we dont have to go that way. We dont have to deny any of our organs, you know. LENNON: Some of my best friends are organs. ONO: The new album... LENNON: Back to the album, very good. ONO: The album fights these things. The messages are sort of old-fashioned. Family, relationships, children. PLAYBOY: The album obviously reflects your new priorities. How have things gone for you since you made that decision? LENNON: We got back together, decided this was our life, that having a baby was important to us and that anything else was subsidiary to that. We worked hard for that child. We went through all hell trying to have a baby, through many miscarriages and other problems. He is what they call a love child in truth. Doctors told us we could never have a child. We almost gave up. Well, thats it, then, we cant have one. We were told something was wrong with my sperm, that I abused myself so much in my youth that there was no chance. Yoko was 43, and so they said, no way. She has had too many miscarriages and when she was a young girl, there were no pills, so there were lots of abortions and miscarriages; her stomach must be like Kew Gardens in London. No way. But this Chinese acupuncturist in San Francisco said, You behave yourself. No drugs, eat well, no drink. You have child in 18 months. And we said, But the English doctors said... He said, Forget what they said. You have child. We had Sean and sent the acupuncturist a Polaroid of him just before he died, God rest his soul. PLAYBOY: Were there any problems because of Yokos age? LENNON: Not because of her age but because of a screw-up in the hospital and the fucking price of fame. Somebody had made a transfusion of the wrong blood type into Yoko. I was there when it happened, and she starts to go rigid, and then shake, from the pain and the trauma. I run up to this nurse and say, Go get the doctor! Im holding on tight to Yoko while this guy gets to the hospital room. He walks in, hardly notices that Yoko is going through fucking convulsions, goes straight for me, smiles, shakes my hand and says, Ive always wanted to meet you, Mr. Lennon, I always enjoyed your music. I start screaming: My wifes dying and you wanna talk about my music! Christ! PLAYBOY: Now that Sean is almost five, is he conscious of the fact that his father was a Beatle or have you protected him from your fame? LENNON: I havent said anything. Beatles were never mentioned to him. There was no reason to mention it; we never played Beatle records around the house, unlike the story that went around that I was sitting in the kitchen for the past five years, playing Beatle records and reliving my past like some kind of Howard Hughes. He did see Yellow Submarine at a friends, so I had to explain what a cartoon of me was doing in a movie. PLAYBOY: Does he have an awareness of the Beatles? LENNON: He doesnt differentiate between the Beatles and Daddy and Mommy. He thinks Yoko was a Beatle, too. I dont have Beatle records on the jukebox he listens to. Hes more exposed to early rock n roll. Hes into Hound Dog. He thinks its about hunting. Seans not going to public school, by the way. We feel he can learn the three Rs when he wants to... or when the law says he has to, I suppose. Im not going to fight it. Otherwise, theres no reason for him to be learning to sit still. I cant see any reason for it. Sean now has plenty of child companionship, which everybody says is important, but he also is with adults a lot. Hes adjusted to both. The reason why kids are crazy is because nobody can face the responsibility of bringing them up. Everybodys too scared to deal with children all the time, so we reject them and send them away and torture them. The ones who survive are the conformists. Their bodies are cut to the size of the suits... the ones we label good. The ones who dont fit the suits either are put in mental homes or become artists. PLAYBOY: Your son, Julian, from your first marriage must be in his teens. Have you seen him over the years? LENNON: Well, Cyn got possession, or whatever you call it. I got rights to see him on his holidays and all that business, and at least theres an open line still going. Its not the best relationship between father and son, but it is there. Hes 17 now. Julian and I will have a relationship in the future. Over the years, hes been able to see through the Beatle image and to see through the image that his mother will have given him, subconsciously or consciously. Hes interested in girls and autobikes now. Im just sort of a figure in the sky, but hes obliged to communicate with me, even when he probably doesnt want to. PLAYBOY: Youre being very honest about your feelings toward him to the point of saying that Sean is your first child. Are you concerned about hurting him? LENNON: Im not going to lie to Julian. Ninety percent of the people on this planet, especially in the West, were born out of a bottle of whiskey on a Saturday night, and there was no intent to have children. So 90 percent of us... that includes everybody... were accidents. I dont know anybody who was a planned child. All of us were Saturday-night specials. Julian is in the majority, along with me and everybody else. Sean is a planned child, and therein lies the difference. I dont love Julian any less as a child. Hes still my son, whether he came from a bottle of whiskey or because they didnt have pills in those days. Hes here, he belongs to me and he always will. PLAYBOY: Yoko, your relationship with your daughter has been much rockier. ONO: I lost Kyoko when she was about five. I was sort of an offbeat mother, but we had very good communication. I wasnt particularly taking care of her, but she was always with me... onstage or at gallery shows, whatever. When she was not even a year old, I took her onstage as an instrument-- an uncontrollable instrument, you know. My communication with her was on the level of sharing conversation and doing things. She was closer to my ex-husband because of that. PLAYBOY: What happened when she was five? ONO: John and I got together and I separated from my ex-husband. He took Kyoko away. It became a case of parent kidnapping and we tried to get her back. LENNON: It was a classic case of men being macho. It turned into me and Allen Klein trying to dominate Tony Cox. Tonys attitude was, You got my wife, but you wont get my child. In this battle, Yoko and the child were absolutely forgotten. Ive always felt bad about it. It became a case of the shoot-out at the O.K. Corral: Cox fled to the hills and hid out and the sheriff and I tracked him down. First we won custody in court. Yoko didnt want to go to court, but the men, Klein and I, did it anyway. ONO: Allen called up one day, saying I won the court case. He gave me a piece of paper. I said, What is this piece of paper? Is this what I won? I dont have my child. I knew that taking them to court would frighten them and, of course, it did frighten them. So Tony vanished. He was very strong, thinking that the capitalists, with their money and lawyers and detectives, were pursuing him. It made him stronger. LENNON: We chased him all over the world. God knows where he went. So if youre reading this, Tony, lets grow up about it. Its gone. We dont want to chase you anymore, because weve done enough damage. ONO: We also had private detectives chasing Kyoko, which I thought was a bad trip, too. One guy came to report, It was great! We almost had them. We were just behind them in a car, but they sped up and got away. I went hysterical. What do you mean you almost got them? We are talking about my child! LENNON: It was like we were after an escaped convict. PLAYBOY: Were you so persistent because you felt you were better for Kyoko? LENNON: Yoko got steamed into a guilt thing that if she wasnt attacking them with detectives and police and the FBI, then she wasnt a good mother looking for her baby. She kept saying, Leave them alone, leave them alone, but they said you cant do that. ONO: For me, it was like they just disappeared from my life. Part of me left with them. PLAYBOY: How old is she now? ONO: Seventeen, the same as Johns son. PLAYBOY: Perhaps when she gets older, shell seek you out. ONO: She is totally frightened. There was a time in Spain when a lawyer and John thought that we should kidnap her. LENNON: I was just going to commit hara-kiri first. ONO: And we did kidnap her and went to court. The court did a very sensible thing... the judge took her into a room and asked her which one of us she wanted to go with. Of course, she said Tony. We had scared her to death. So now she must be afraid that if she comes to see me, shell never see her father again. LENNON: When she gets to be in her 20s, shell understand that we were idiots and we know we were idiots. She might give us a chance. ONO: I probably would have lost Kyoko even if it wasnt for John. If I had separated from Tony, there would have been some difficulty. LENNON: Ill just half-kill myself. ONO: Part of the reason things got so bad was because with Kyoko, it was you and Tony dealing. Men. With your son Julian, it was women... there was more understanding between me and Cyn. PLAYBOY: Can you explain that? ONO: For example, there was a birthday party that Kyoko had and we were both invited, but John felt very uptight about it and he didnt go. He wouldnt deal with Tony. But we were both invited to Julians party and we both went. LENNON: Oh, God, its all coming out. ONO: Or like when I was invited to Tonys place alone, I couldnt go; but when John was invited to Cyns, he did go. LENNON: One rule for the men, one for the women. ONO: So it was easier for Julian, because I was allowing it to happen. LENNON: But Ive said a million Hail Marys. What the hell else can I do? PLAYBOY: Yoko, after this experience, how do you feel about leaving Seans rearing to John? ONO: I am very clear about my emotions in that area. I dont feel guilty. I am doing it in my own way. It may not be the same as other mothers, but Im doing it the way I can do it. In general, mothers have a very strong resentment toward their children, even though theres this whole adulation about motherhood and how mothers really think about their children and how they really love them. I mean, they do, but it is not humanly possible to retain emotion that mothers are supposed to have within this society. Women are just too stretched out in different directions to retain that emotion. Too much is required of them. So I say to John... LENNON: I am her favorite husband... ONO: I am carrying the baby nine months and that is enough, so you take care of it afterward. It did sound like a crude remark, but I really believe that children belong to the society. If a mother carries the child and a father raises it, the responsibility is shared. PLAYBOY: Did you resent having to take so much responsibility, John? LENNON: Well, sometimes, you know, shed come home and say, Im tired. Id say, only partly tongue in cheek, What the fuck do you think I am? Im 24 hours with the baby! Do you think thats easy? Id say, Youre going to take some more interest in the child. I dont care whether its a father or a mother. When Im going on about pimples and bones and which TV shows to let him watch, I would say, Listen, this is important. I dont want to hear about your $20,000,000 deal tonight! I would like both parents to take care of the children, but how is a different matter. ONO: Society should be more supportive and understanding. LENNON: Its true. The saying Youve come a long way, baby applies more to me than to her. As Harry Nilsson says, Everything is the opposite of what it is, isnt it? Its men whove come a long way from even contemplating the idea of equality. But although there is this thing called the womens movement, society just took a laxative and theyve just farted. They havent really had a good shit yet. The seed was planted sometime in the late Sixties, right? But the real changes are coming. I am the one who has come a long way. I was the pig. And it is a relief not to be a pig. The pressures of being a pig were enormous. I dont have any hankering to be looked upon as a sex object, a male, macho rock n roll singer. I got over that a long time ago. Im not even interested in projecting that. So I like it to be known that, yes, I looked after the baby and I made bread and I was a househusband and I am proud of it. Its the wave of the future and Im glad to be in on the forefront of that, too. ONO: So maybe both of us learned a lot about how men and women suffer because of the social structure. And the only way to change it is to be aware of it. It sounds simple, but important things are simple. PLAYBOY: John, does it take actually reversing roles with women to understand? LENNON: It did for this man. But dont forget, Im the one who benefited the most from doing it. Now I can step back and say Sean is going to be five years old and I was able to spend his first five years with him and I am very proud of that. And come to think of it, it looks like Im going to be 40 and life begins at 40-- so they promise. And I believe it, too. I feel fine and Im very excited. Its like, you know, hitting 21, like, Wow, whats going to happen next? Only this time were together ONO: If two are gathered together, theres nothing you cant do. PLAYBOY: What does the title of your new album, Double Fantasy, mean? LENNON: Its a flower, a type of freesia, but what it means to us is that if two people picture the same image at the same time, that is the secret. You can be together but projecting two different images and either whoevers the stronger at the time will get his or her fantasy fulfilled or you will get nothing but mishmash. PLAYBOY: You saw the news item that said you were putting your sex fantasies out as an album. LENNON: Oh, yeah. That is like when we did the bed-in in Toronto in 1969. They all came charging through the door, thinking we were going to be screwing in bed. Of course, we were just sitting there with peace signs. PLAYBOY: What was that famous bed-in all about? LENNON: Our life is our art. Thats what the bed-ins were. When we got married, we knew our honeymoon was going to be public, anyway, so we decided to use it to make a statement. We sat in bed and talked to reporters for seven days. It was hilarious. In effect, we were doing a commercial for peace on the front page of the papers instead of a commercial for war. PLAYBOY: You stayed in bed and talked about peace? LENNON: Yes. We answered questions. One guy kept going over the point about Hitler: What do you do about Fascists? How can you have peace when youve got a Hitler? Yoko said, I would have gone to bed with him. She said shed have needed only ten days with him. People loved that one. ONO: I said it facetiously, of course. But the point is, youre not going to change the world by fighting. Maybe I was naive about the ten days with Hitler. After all, it took 13 years with John Lennon. PLAYBOY: What were the reports about your making love in a bag? ONO: We never made love in a bag. People probably imagined that we were making love. It was just, all of us are in a bag, you know. The point was the outline of the bag, you know, the movement of the bag, how much we see of a person, you know. But, inside, there might be a lot going on. Or maybe nothings going on. PLAYBOY: Briefly, what about the statement on the new album? LENNON: Very briefly, its about very ordinary things between two people. The lyrics are direct. Simple and straight. I went through my Dylanesque period a long time ago with songs like I am the Walrus ...the trick of never saying what you mean but giving the impression of something more. Where more or less can be read into it. Its a good game. PLAYBOY: What are your musical preferences these days? LENNON: Well, I like all music, depending on what time of day it is. I dont like styles of music or people per se. I cant say I enjoy the Pretenders, but I like their hit record. I enjoy the B-52s, because I heard them doing Yoko. Its great. If Yoko ever goes back to her old sound, theyll be saying, Yeah, shes copying the B-52s. ONO: We were doing a lot of the punk stuff a long time ago. PLAYBOY: Lennon and Ono, the original punks. ONO: Youre right. PLAYBOY: John, whats your opinion of the newer waves? LENNON: I love all this punky stuff. Its pure. Im not, however, crazy about the people who destroy themselves. PLAYBOY: You disagree with Neil Youngs lyric in Rust Never Sleeps-- Its better to burn out than to fade away.... LENNON: I hate it. Its better to fade away like an old soldier than to burn out. I dont appreciate worship of dead Sid Vicious or of dead James Dean or of dead John Wayne. Its the same thing. Making Sid Vicious a hero, Jim Morrison ...its garbage to me. I worship the people who survive. Gloria Swanson, Greta Garbo. Theyre saying John Wayne conquered cancer... he whipped it like a man. You know, Im sorry that he died and all that. Im sorry for his family, but he didnt whip cancer. It whipped him. I dont want Sean worshiping John Wayne or Sid Vicious. What do they teach you? Nothing. Death. Sid Vicious died for what? So that we might rock? I mean, its garbage, you know. If Neil Young admires that sentiment so much, why doesnt he do it? Because he sure as hell faded away and came back many times, like all of us. No, thank you. Ill take the living and the healthy. PLAYBOY: Do you listen to the radio? LENNON: Muzak or classical. I dont purchase records. I do enjoy listening to things like Japanese folk music or Indian music. My tastes are very broad. When I was a housewife, I just had Muzak on, background music, cuz it relaxes you. PLAYBOY: Yoko? ONO: No. PLAYBOY: Do you go out and buy records? ONO: Or read the newspaper or magazines or watch TV? No. PLAYBOY: The inevitable question, John. Do you listen to your records? LENNON: Least of all my own. PLAYBOY: Even your classics? LENNON: Are you kidding? For pleasure, I would never listen to them. When I hear them, I just think of the session. Its like an actor watching himself in an old movie. When I hear a song, I remember the Abbey Road studio, the session, who fought with whom, where I was sitting, banging the tambourine in the corner... ONO: In fact, we really dont enjoy listening to other peoples work much. We sort of analyze everything we hear. PLAYBOY: Yoko, were you a Beatles fan? ONO: No. Now I notice the songs, of course. In a restaurant, John will point out, Ahh, theyre playing George or something. PLAYBOY: John, do you ever go out to hear music? LENNON: No, Im not interested. Im not a fan, you see. I might like Jerry Lee Lewis singing A Whole Lot a Shakin on the record, but Im not interested in seeing him perform it. PLAYBOY: Your songs are performed more than most other songwriters. How does that feel? LENNON: Im always proud and pleased when people do my songs. It gives me pleasure that they even attempt them, because a lot of my songs arent that doable. I go to restaurants and the groups always play Yesterday. I even signed a guys violin in Spain after he played us Yesterday. He couldnt understand that I didnt write the song. But I guess he couldnt have gone from table to table playing I am the Walrus. PLAYBOY: How does it feel to have influenced so many people? LENNON: It wasnt really me or us. It was the times. It happened to me when I heard rock n roll in the Fifties. I had no idea about doing music as a way of life until rock n roll hit me. PLAYBOY: Do you recall what specifically hit you? LENNON: It was Rock Around the Clock, I think. I enjoyed Bill Haley, but I wasnt overwhelmed by him. It wasnt until Heartbreak Hotel that I really got into it. ONO: I am sure there are people whose lives were affected because they heard Indian music or Mozart or Bach. More than anything, it was the time and the place when the Beatles came up. Something did happen there. It was a kind of chemical. It was as if several people gathered around a table and a ghost appeared. It was that kind of communication. So they were like mediums, in a way. Its not something you can force. It was the people, the time, their youth and enthusiasm. PLAYBOY: For the sake of argument, well maintain that no other contemporary artist or group of artists moved as many people in such a profound way as the Beatles. LENNON: But what moved the Beatles? PLAYBOY: You tell us. LENNON: Alright. Whatever wind was blowing at the time moved the Beatles, too. Im not saying we werent flags on the top of a ship; but the whole boat was moving. Maybe the Beatles were in the crows-nest, shouting, Land ho, or something like that, but we were all in the same damn boat. ONO: The Beatles themselves were a social phenomenon not that aware of what they were doing. In a way... LENNON: This Beatles talk bores me to death. Turn to page 196. ONO: As I said, they were like mediums. They werent conscious of all they were saying, but it was coming through them. PLAYBOY: Why? LENNON: We tuned in to the message. Thats all. I dont mean to belittle the Beatles when I say they werent this, they werent that. Im just trying not to overblow their importance as separate from society. And I dont think they were more important than Glenn Miller or Woody Herman or Bessie Smith. It was our generation, thats all. It was Sixties music. PLAYBOY: What do you say to those who insist that all rock since the Beatles has been the Beatles redone? LENNON: All music is rehash. There are only a few notes. Just variations on a theme. Try to tell the kids in the Seventies who were screaming to the Bee Gees that their music was just the Beatles redone. There is nothing wrong with the Bee Gees. They do a damn good job. There was nothing else going on then. PLAYBOY: Wasnt alot of the Beatles music at least more intelligent? LENNON: The Beatles were more intellectual, so they appealed on that level, too. But the basic appeal of the Beatles was not their intelligence. It was their music. It was only after some guy in the London Times said there were Aeolian cadences in It Wont Be Long that the middle classes started listening to it... because somebody put a tag on it. PLAYBOY: Did you put Aeolian cadences in It Wont Be Long? LENNON: To this day, I dont have any idea what they are. They sound like exotic birds. PLAYBOY: How did you react to the misinterpretations of your songs? LENNON: For instance? PLAYBOY: The most obvious is the Paul is dead fiasco. You already explained the line in Glass Onion. What about the line in I am the Walrus... ...I buried Paul? LENNON: I said Cranberry sauce. Thats all I said. Some people like ping-pong, other people like digging over graves. Some people will do anything rather than be here now. PLAYBOY: What about the chant at the end of the song: Smoke pot, smoke pot, everybody smoke pot? LENNON: No, no, no. I had this whole choir saying, Everybodys got one, everybodys got one. But when you get 30 people, male and female, on top of 30 cellos and on top of the Beatles rock n roll rhythm section, you cant hear what theyre saying. PLAYBOY: What does everybody got? LENNON: Anything. You name it. One penis, one vagina, one asshole-- you name it. PLAYBOY: Did it trouble you when the interpretations of your songs were destructive, such as when Charles Manson claimed that your lyrics were messages to him? LENNON: No. It has nothing to do with me. Its like that guy, Son of Sam, who was having these talks with the dog. Manson was just an extreme version of the people who came up with the Paul is dead thing or who figured out that the initials to Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds were LSD and concluded I was writing about acid. PLAYBOY: Where did Lucy in the Sky come from? LENNON: My son Julian came in one day with a picture he painted about a school friend of his named Lucy. He had sketched in some stars in the sky and called it Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds, Simple. PLAYBOY: The other images in the song werent drug-inspired? LENNON: The images were from Alice in Wonderland. It was Alice in the boat. She is buying an egg and it turns into Humpty Dumpty. The woman serving in the shop turns into a sheep and the next minute they are rowing in a rowing boat somewhere and I was visualizing that. There was also the image of the female who would someday come save me... a girl with kaleidoscope eyes who would come out of the sky. It turned out to be Yoko, though I hadnt met Yoko yet. So maybe it should be Yoko in the Sky with Diamonds. PLAYBOY: Do you have any interest in the pop historians analyzing the Beatles as a cultural phenomenon? LENNON: Its all equally irrelevant. Mine is to do and other peoples is to record, I suppose. Does it matter how many drugs were in Elvis body? I mean, Brian Epsteins sex life will make a nice Hollywood Babylon someday, but it is irrelevant. PLAYBOY: What started the rumors about you and Epstein? LENNON: I went on holiday to Spain with Brian... which started all the rumors that he and I were having a love affair. Well, it was almost a love affair, but not quite. It was never consummated. But we did have a pretty intense relationship. And it was my first experience with someone I knew was a homosexual. He admitted it to me. We had this holiday together because Cyn was pregnant and we left her with the baby and went to Spain. Lots of funny stories, you know. We used to sit in cafs and Brian would look at all the boys and I would ask, Do you like that one? Do you like this one? It was just the combination of our closeness and the trip that started the rumors. PLAYBOY: Its interesting to hear you talk about your old songs such as Lucy in the Sky and Glass Onion. Will you give some brief thoughts on some of our favorites? LENNON: Right. PLAYBOY: Lets start with In My Life. LENNON: It was the first song I wrote that was consciously about my life. There are places Ill remember/ all my life though some have changed... Before, we were just writing songs a la Everly Brothers, Buddy Holly-- pop songs with no more thought to them than that. The words were almost irrelevant. In My Life started out as a bus journey from my house at 250 Menlove Avenue to town, mentioning all the places I could recall. I wrote it all down and it was boring. So I forgot about it and laid back and these lyrics started coming to me about friends and lovers of the past. Paul helped with the middle-eight. PLAYBOY: Yesterday. LENNON: Well, we all know about Yesterday. I have had so much accolade for Yesterday. That is Pauls song, of course, and Pauls baby. Well done. Beautiful-- and I never wished I had written it. PLAYBOY: With a Little Help from My Friends. LENNON: This is Paul, with a little help from me. What do you see when you turn out the light/ I cant tell you, but I know its mine... is mine. PLAYBOY: I am the Walrus. LENNON: The first line was written on one acid trip one weekend. The second line was written on the next acid trip the next weekend, and it was filled in after I met Yoko. Part of it was putting down Hare Krishna. All these people were going on about Hare Krishna, Allen Ginsberg in particular. The reference to Elementry penguin is the elementary, naive attitude of going around chanting, Hare Krishna, or putting all your faith in any one idol. I was writing obscurely, a la Dylan, in those days. PLAYBOY: The song is very complicated, musically. LENNON: It actually was fantastic in stereo, but you never hear it all. There was too much to get on. It was too messy a mix. One track was live BBC Radio-- Shakespeare or something-- I just fed in whatever lines came in. PLAYBOY: What about the walrus itself? LENNON: Its from The Walrus and the Carpenter. Alice in Wonderland. To me, it was a beautiful poem. It never dawned on me that Lewis Carroll was commenting on the capitalist and social system. I never went into that bit about what he really meant, like people are doing with the Beatles work. Later, I went back and looked at it and realized that the walrus was the bad guy in the story and the carpenter was the good guy. I thought, Oh, shit, I picked the wrong guy. I should have said, I am the carpenter. But that wouldnt have been the same, would it? I am the carpenter.... PLAYBOY: How about She Came in Through the Bathroom Window? LENNON: That was written by Paul when we were in New York forming Apple, and he first met Linda. Maybe shes the one who came in the window. She must have. I dont know. Somebody came in the window. PLAYBOY: I Feel Fine. LENNON: Thats me, including the guitar lick with the first feedback ever recorded. I defy anybody to find an earlier record... unless it is some old blues record from the Twenties... with feedback on it. PLAYBOY: When Im Sixty-Four. LENNON: Paul completely. I would never even dream of writing a song like that. There are some areas I never think about and that is one of them. PLAYBOY: A Day in the Life. LENNON: Just as it sounds: I was reading the paper one day and I noticed two stories. One was the Guinness heir who killed himself in a car. That was the main headline story. He died in London in a car crash. On the next page was a story about 4000 holes in Blackburn, Lancashire. In the streets, that is. They were going to fill them all. Pauls contribution was the beautiful little lick in the song Id love to turn you on. I had the bulk of the song and the words, but he contributed this little lick floating around in his head that he couldnt use for anything. I thought it was a damn good piece of work. PLAYBOY: May we continue with some of the ones that seem more personal and see what reminiscences they inspire? LENNON: Reminisce away. PLAYBOY: For no reason whatsoever, lets start with I Wanna Be Your Man. LENNON: Paul and I finished that one off for the Stones. We were taken down by Brian to meet them at the club where they were playing in Richmond. They wanted a song and we went to see what kind of stuff they did. Paul had this bit of a song and we played it roughly for them and they said, Yeah, OK, thats our style. But it was only really a lick, so Paul and I went off in the corner of the room and finished the song off while they were all sitting there, talking. We came back and Mick and Keith said, Jesus, look at that. They just went over there and wrote it. You know, right in front of their eyes. We gave it to them. It was a throwaway. Ringo sang it for us and the Stones did their version. It shows how much importance we put on them. We werent going to give them anything great, right? That was the Stones first record. Anyway, Mick and Keith said, If they can write a song so easily, we should try it. They say it inspired them to start writing together. PLAYBOY: How about Strawberry Fields Forever? LENNON: Strawberry Fields is a real place. After I stopped living at Penny Lane, I moved in with my auntie who lived in the suburbs in a nice semidetached place with a small garden and doctors and lawyers and that ilk living around... not the poor slummy kind of image that was projected in all the Beatles stories. In the class system, it was about half a class higher than Paul, George and Ringo, who lived in government-subsidized housing. We owned our house and had a garden. They didnt have anything like that. Near that home was Strawberry Fields, a house near a boys reformatory where I used to go to garden parties as a kid with my friends Nigel and Pete. We would go there and hang out and sell lemonade bottles for a penny. We always had fun at Strawberry Fields. So thats where I got the name. But I used it as an image. Strawberry Fields forever. PLAYBOY: And the lyrics, for instance: Living is easy... LENNON: ...with eyes closed. Misunderstanding all you see. It still goes, doesnt it? Arent I saying exactly the same thing now? The awareness apparently trying to be expressed is-- lets say in one way I was always hip. I was hip in kindergarten. I was different from the others. I was different all my life. The second verse goes, No one I think is in my tree. Well, I was too shy and self-doubting. Nobody seems to be as hip as me is what I was saying. Therefore, I must be crazy or a genius-- I mean it must be high or low, the next line. There was something wrong with me, I thought, because I seemed to see things other people didnt see. I thought I was crazy or an egomaniac for claiming to see things other people didnt see. As a child, I would say, But this is going on! and everybody would look at me as if I was crazy. I always was so psychic or intuitive or poetic or whatever you want to call it, that I was always seeing things in a hallucinatory way. It was scary as a child, because there was nobody to relate to. Neither my auntie nor my friends nor anybody could ever see what I did. It was very, very scary and the only contact I had was reading about an Oscar Wilde or a Dylan Thomas or a Vincent van Gogh-- all those books that my auntie had that talked about their suffering because of their visions. Because of what they saw, they were tortured by society for trying to express what they were. I saw loneliness. PLAYBOY: Were you able to find others to share your visions with? LENNON: Only dead people in books. Lewis Carroll, certain paintings. Surrealism had a great effect on me, because then I realized that my imagery and my mind wasnt insanity; that if it was insane, I belong in an exclusive club that sees the world in those terms. Surrealism to me is reality. Psychic vision to me is reality. Even as a child. When I looked at myself in the mirror or when I was 12, 13, I used to literally trance out into alpha. I didnt know what it was called then. I found out years later there is a name for those conditions. But I would find myself seeing hallucinatory images of my face changing and becoming cosmic and complete. It caused me to always be a rebel. This thing gave me a chip on the shoulder; but, on the other hand, I wanted to be loved and accepted. Part of me would like to be accepted by all facets of society and not be this loudmouthed lunatic musician. But I cannot be what I am not. Because of my attitude, all the other boys parents, including Pauls father, would say, Keep away from him. The parents instinctively recognized what I was, which was a troublemaker, meaning I did not conform and I would influence their kids, which I did. I did my best to disrupt every friends home I had. Partly, maybe, it was out of envy that I didnt have this so-called home. But I really did. I had an auntie and an uncle and a nice suburban home, thank you very much. Hear this, Auntie. She was hurt by a remark Paul made recently that the reason I am staying home with Sean now is because I never had a family life. Its absolute rubbish. There were five women who were my family. Five strong, intelligent women. Five sisters. One happened to be my mother. My mother was the youngest. She just couldnt deal with life. She had a husband who ran away to sea and the war was on and she couldnt cope with me, and when I was four and a half, I ended up living with her elder sister. Now, those women were fantastic. One day I might do a kind of Forsyte Saga just about them. That was my first feminist education. Anyway, that knowledge and the fact that I wasnt with my parents made me see that parents are not gods. I would infiltrate the other boys minds. Pauls parents were terrified of me and my influence, simply because I was free from the parents strangle hold. That was the gift I got for not having parents. I cried a lot about not having them and it was torture, but it also gave me an awareness early. I wasnt an orphan, though. My mother was alive and lived a 15-minute walk away from me all my life. I saw her off and on. I just didnt live with her. PLAYBOY: Is she alive? LENNON: No, she got killed by an off-duty cop who was drunk after visiting my aunties house where I lived. I wasnt there at the time. She was just at a bus stop. I was 16. That was another big trauma for me. I lost her twice. When I was five and I moved in with my auntie, and then when she physically died. That made me more bitter; the chip on my shoulder I had as a youth got really big then. I was just really re-establishing the relationship with her and she was killed. PLAYBOY: Her name was Julia, wasnt it? Is she the Julia of your song of that name on The White Album? LENNON: The song is for her... and for Yoko. PLAYBOY: What kind of relationship did you have with your father, who went away to sea? Did you ever see him again? LENNON: I never saw him again until I made a lot of money and he came back. PLAYBOY: How old were you? LENNON: 24 or 25. I opened the Daily Express and there he was, washing dishes in a small hotel or something very near where I was living in the Stockbroker belt outside London. He had been writing to me to try to get in contact. I didnt want to see him. I was too upset about what hed done to me and to my mother and that he would turn up when I was rich and famous and not bother turning up before. So I wasnt going to see him at all, but he sort of blackmailed me in the press by saying all this about being a poor man washing dishes while I was living in luxury. I fell for it and saw him and we had some kind of relationship. He died a few years later of cancer. But at 65, he married a secretary who had been working for the Beatles, age 22, and they had a child, which I thought was hopeful for a man who had lived his life as a drunk and almost a Bowery bum. PLAYBOY: Well never listen to Strawberry Fields Forever the same way again. What memories are jogged by the song Help? LENNON: When Help came out in 65, I was actually crying out for help. Most people think its just a fast rock n roll song. I didnt realize it at the time; I just wrote the song because I was commissioned to write it for the movie. But later, I knew I really was crying out for help. It was my fat Elvis period. You see the movie: He -- I -- is very fat, very insecure, and hes completely lost himself. And I am singing about when I was so much younger and all the rest, looking back at how easy it was. Now I may be very positive... yes, yes... but I also go through deep depressions where I would like to jump out the window, you know. It becomes easier to deal with as I get older; I dont know whether you learn control or, when you grow up, you calm down a little. Anyway, I was fat and depressed and I was crying out for help. In those days, when the Beatles were depressed, we had this little chant. I would yell out, Where are we going, fellows? They would say, To the top, Johnny, in pseudo-American voices. And I would say, Where is that, fellows? And they would say, To the toppermost of the poppermost. It was some dumb expression from a cheap movie, a la Blackboard Jungle, about Liverpool. Johnny was the leader of the gang. PLAYBOY: What were you depressed about during the Help period? LENNON: The Beatles thing had just gone beyond comprehension. We were smoking marijuana for breakfast. We were well into marijuana and nobody could communicate with us, because we were just all glazed eyes, giggling all the time. In our own world. That was the song, Help. I think everything that comes out of a song-- even Pauls songs now, which are apparently about nothing-- shows something about yourself. PLAYBOY: Was Im a Loser a similarly personal statement? LENNON: Part of me suspects that Im a loser and the other part of me thinks Im God Almighty. PLAYBOY: How about Cold Turkey? LENNON: The song is self-explanatory. The song got banned, even though its antidrug. Theyre so stupid about drugs, you know. Theyre not looking at the cause of the drug problem: Why do people take drugs? To escape from what? Is life so terrible? Are we living in such a terrible situation that we cant do anything without reinforcement of alcohol, tobacco? Aspirins, sleeping pills, uppers, downers, never mind the heroin and cocaine-- theyre just the outer fringes of Librium and speed. PLAYBOY: Do you use any drugs now? LENNON: Not really. If somebody gives me a joint, I might smoke it, but I dont go after it. PLAYBOY: Cocaine? LENNON: Ive had cocaine, but I dont like it. The Beatles had lots of it in their day, but its a dumb drug, because you have to have another one 20 minutes later. Your whole concentration goes on getting the next fix. Really, I find caffeine is easier to deal with. PLAYBOY: Acid? LENNON: Not in years. A little mushroom or peyote is not beyond my scope, you know, maybe twice a year or something. You dont hear about it anymore, but people are still visiting the cosmos. We must always remember to thank the CIA and the Army for LSD. Thats what people forget. Everything is the opposite of what it is, isnt it, Harry? So get out the bottle, boy... and relax. They invented LSD to control people and what they did was give us freedom. Sometimes it works in mysterious ways its wonders to perform. If you look in the Government reports on acid, the ones who jumped out the window or killed themselves because of it, I think even with Art Linkletters daughter, it happened to her years later. So, lets face it, she wasnt really on acid when she jumped out the window. And Ive never met anybody whos had a flashback on acid. Ive never had a flashback in my life and I took millions of trips in the Sixties. PLAYBOY: What does your diet include besides sashimi and sushi, Hershey bars and cappuccinos? LENNON: Were mostly macrobiotic, but sometimes I take the family out for a pizza. ONO: Intuition tells you what to eat. Its dangerous to try to unify things. Everybody has different needs. We went through vegetarianism and macrobiotic, but now, because were in the studio, we do eat some junk food. Were trying to stick to macrobiotic: fish and rice, whole grains. You balance foods and eat foods indigenous to the area. Corn is the grain from this area. PLAYBOY: And you both smoke up a storm. LENNON: Macrobiotic people dont believe in the big C. Whether you take that as a rationalization or not, macrobiotics dont believe that smoking is bad for you. Of course, if we die, were wrong. PLAYBOY: Lets go back to jogging your memory with songs. How about Pauls song Hey Jude? LENNON: He said it was written about Julian. He knew I was splitting with Cyn and leaving Julian then. He was driving to see Julian to say hello. He had been like an uncle. And he came up with Hey Jude. But I always heard it as a song to me. Now Im sounding like one of those fans reading things into it... Think about it: Yoko had just come into the picture. He is saying. Hey, Jude-- Hey, John. Subconsciously, he was saying, Go ahead, leave me. On a conscious level, he didnt want me to go ahead. The angel in him was saying, Bless you. The devil in him didnt like it at all, because he didnt want to lose his partner. PLAYBOY: What about Because? LENNON: I was lying on the sofa in our house, listening to Yoko play Beethovens Moonlight Sonata on the piano. Suddenly, I said, Can you play those chords backward? She did, and I wrote Because around them. The song sounds like Moonlight Sonata, too. The lyrics are clear, no bullshit, no imagery, no obscure references. PLAYBOY: Give Peace a Chance. LENNON: All we were saying was give peace a chance. PLAYBOY: Was it really a Lennon-McCartney composition? LENNON: No, I dont even know why his name was on it. Its there because I kind of felt guilty because Id made the separate single-- the first-- and I was really breaking away from the Beatles. PLAYBOY: Why were the compositions you and Paul did separately attributed to Lennon-McCartney? LENNON: Paul and I made a deal when we were 15. There was never a legal deal between us, just a deal we made when we decided to write together that we put both our names on it, no matter what. PLAYBOY: How about Do You Want to Know a Secret? LENNON: The idea came from this thing my mother used to sing to me when I was one or two years old, when she was still living with me. It was from a Disney movie: Do you want to know a secret? Promise not to tell? You are standing by a wishing well. So, with that in my head, I wrote the song and just gave it to George to sing. I thought it would be a good vehicle for him, because it had only three notes and he wasnt the best singer in the world. He has improved a lot since then; but in those days, his ability was very poor. I gave it to him just to give him a piece of the action. Thats another reason why I was hurt by his book. I even went to the trouble of making sure he got the B side of a Beatles single, because he hadnt had a B side of one until Do You Want to Know a Secret. Something was the first time he ever got an A side, because Paul and I always wrote both sides. That wasnt because we were keeping him out but simply because his material was not up to scratch. I made sure he got the B side of Something, too, so he got the cash. Those little things he doesnt remember. I always felt bad that George and Ringo didnt get a piece of the publishing. When the opportunity came to give them five percent each of Maclen, it was because of me they got it. It was not because of Klein and not because of Paul but because of me. When I said they should get it, Paul couldnt say no. I dont get a piece of any of Georges songs or Ringos. I never asked for anything for the contributions I made to Georges songs like Taxman. Not even the recognition. And that is why I might have sounded resentful about George and Ringo, because it was after all those things that the attitude of John has forsaken us and John is tricking us came out... which is not true. PLAYBOY: Happiness Is a Warm Gun. LENNON: No, its not about heroin. A gun magazine was sitting there with a smoking gun on the cover and an article that I never read inside called Happiness Is a Warm Gun. I took it right from there. I took it as the terrible idea of just having shot some animal. PLAYBOY: What about the sexual puns: When you feel my finger on your trigger? LENNON: Well, it was at the beginning of my relationship with Yoko and I was very sexually oriented then. When we werent in the studio, we were in bed. PLAYBOY: What was the allusion to Mother Superior jumps the gun? LENNON: I call Yoko Mother or Madam just in an offhand way. The rest doesnt mean anything. Its just images of her. PLAYBOY: Across the Universe. LENNON: The Beatles didnt make a good record of Across the Universe. I think subconsciously we... I thought Paul subconsciously tried to destroy my great songs. We would play experimental games with my great pieces, like Strawberry Fields, which I always felt was badly recorded. It worked, but it wasnt what it could have been. I allowed it, though. We would spend hours doing little, detailed cleaning up on Pauls songs, but when it came to mine... especially a great song like Strawberry Fields or Across the Universe ...somehow an atmosphere of looseness and experimentation would come up. PLAYBOY: Sabotage? LENNON: Subconscious sabotage. I was too hurt... Paul will deny it, because he has a bland face and will say this doesnt exist. This is the kind of thing Im talking about where I was always seeing what was going on and began to think, Well, maybe Im paranoid. But it is not paranoid. It is the absolute truth. The same thing happened to Across the Universe. The song was never done properly. The words stand, luckily. PLAYBOY: Getting Better. LENNON: It is a diary form of writing. All that I used to be cruel to my woman, I beat her and kept her apart from the things that she loved was me. I used to be cruel to my woman, and physically... any woman. I was a hitter. I couldnt express myself and I hit. I fought men and I hit women. That is why I am always on about peace, you see. It is the most violent people who go for love and peace. Everythings the opposite. But I sincerely believe in love and peace. I am a violent man who has learned not to be violent and regrets his violence. I will have to be a lot older before I can face in public how I treated women as a youngster. PLAYBOY: Revolution. LENNON: We recorded the song twice. The Beatles were getting really tense with one another. I did the slow version and I wanted it out as a single: as a statement of the Beatles position on Vietnam and the Beatles position on revolution. For years, on the Beatle tours, Epstein had stopped us from saying anything about Vietnam or the war. And he wouldnt allow questions about it. But on one tour, I said, I am going to answer about the war. We cant ignore it. I absolutely wanted the Beatles to say something. The first take of Revolution ...well, George and Paul were resentful and said it wasnt fast enough. Now, if you go into details of what a hit record is and isnt... maybe. But the Beatles could have afforded to put out the slow, understandable version of Revolution as a single. Whether it was a gold record or a wooden record. But because they were so upset about the Yoko period and the fact that I was again becoming as creative and dominating as I had been in the early days, after lying fallow for a couple of years, it upset the apple cart. I was awake again and they couldnt stand it? PLAYBOY: Was it Yokos inspiration? LENNON: She inspired all this creation in me. It wasnt that she inspired the songs; she inspired me. The statement in Revolution was mine. The lyrics stand today. Its still my feeling about politics. I want to see the plan. That is what I used to say to Abbie Hoffman and Jerry Rubin. Count me out if it is for violence. Dont expect me to be on the barricades unless it is with flowers. PLAYBOY: What do you think of Hoffmans turning himself in? LENNON: Well he got what he wanted. Which is to be sort of an underground hero for anybody who still worships any manifestation of the underground. I dont feel that much about it anymore. Nixon, Hoffman, its the same. They are all from the same period. It was kind of surprising to see Abbie on TV, but it was also surprising to see Nixon on TV. Maybe people get the feeling when they see me or us. I feel, What are they doing there? Is this an old newsreel? PLAYBOY: On a new album, you close with Hard Times Are Over . Why? LENNON: Its not a new message: Give Peace a Chance-- were not being unreasonable, just saying, Give it a chance. With Imagine, were saying, Can you imagine a world without countries or religions? Its the same message over and over. And its positive. PLAYBOY: How does it feel to have people anticipate your new record because they feel you are a prophet of sorts? When you returned to the studio to make Double Fantasy, some of your fans were saying things like, Just as Lennon defined the Sixties and the Seventies, hell be defining the Eighties. LENNON: Its very sad. Anyway, were not saying anything new. A) we have already said it and, B) 100,000,000 other people have said it, too. PLAYBOY: But your songs do have messages. LENNON: All we are saying is, This is what is happening to us. We are sending postcards. I dont let it become I am the awakened; you are sheep that will be shown the way. That is the danger of saying anything, you know. PLAYBOY: Especially for you. LENNON: Listen, theres nothing wrong with following examples. We can have figure heads and people we admire, but we dont need leaders. Dont follow leaders, watch the parking meters. PLAYBOY: Youre quoting one of your peers, of sorts. Is it distressing to you that Dylan is a born-again Christian? LENNON: I dont like to comment on it. For whatever reason hes doing it, it is personal for him and he needs to do it. But the whole religion business suffers from the Onward, Christian Soldiers bit. Theres too much talk about soldiers and marching and converting. Im not pushing Buddhism, because Im no more a Buddhist than I am a Christian, but theres one thing I admire about the religion: Theres no proselytizing. PLAYBOY: Were you a Dylan fan? LENNON: No, I stopped listening to Dylan with both ears after Highway 64 and Blonde on Blonde, and even then it was because George would sit me down and make me listen. PLAYBOY: Like Dylan, werent you also looking for some kind of leader when you did primal-scream therapy with Arthur Janov? ONO: I think Janov was a daddy for John. I think he has this father complex and hes always searching for a daddy. LENNON: Had, dear. I had a father complex. PLAYBOY: Would you explain? ONO: I had a daddy, a real daddy, sort of a big and strong father like a Billy Graham, but growing up, I saw his weak side. I saw the hypocrisy. So whenever I see something that is supposed to be so big and wonderful, a guru or primal scream, Im very cynical. LENNON: She fought with Janov all the time. He couldnt deal with it. ONO: Im not searching for the big daddy. I look for something else in men... something that is tender and weak and I feel like I want to help. LENNON: And I was the lucky cripple she chose! ONO: I have this mother instinct, or whatever. But I was not hung up on finding a father, because I had one who disillusioned me. John never had a chance to get disillusioned about his father, since his father wasnt around, so he never thought of him as that big man. PLAYBOY: Do you agree with that assessment, John? LENNON: Alot of us are looking for fathers. Mine was physically not there. Most peoples are not there mentally and physically, like always at the office or busy with other things. So all these leaders, parking meters, are all substitute fathers, whether they be religious or political... All this bit about electing a President. We pick our own daddy out of a dog pound of daddies. This is the daddy that looks like the daddy in the commercials. Hes got the nice gray hair and the right teeth and the partings on the right side. OK? This is the daddy we choose. The dog pound of daddies, which is the political arena, gives us a President, then we put him on a platform and start punishing him and screaming at him because Daddy cant do miracles. Daddy doesnt heal us. PLAYBOY: So Janov was a daddy for you. Who else? ONO: Before, there was Maharishi. LENNON: Maharishi was a father figure, Elvis Presley might have been a father figure. I dont know. Robert Mitchum. Any male image is a father figure. Theres nothing wrong with it until you give them the right to give you sort of a recipe for your life. What happens is somebody comes along with a good piece of truth. Instead of the truths being looked at, the person who brought it is looked at. The messenger is worshiped, instead of the message. So there would be Christianity, Mohammedanism, Buddhism, Confucianism, Marxism, Maoism-- everything-- it is always about a person and never about what he says. ONO: All the isms are daddies. Its sad that society is structured in such a way that people cannot really open up to each other, and therefore they need a certain theater to go to to cry or something like that. LENNON: Well, you went to est. ONO: Yes, I wanted to check it out. LENNON: We went to Janov for the same reason. ONO: But est people are given a reminder... LENNON: Yeah, but I wouldnt go and sit in a room and not pee. ONO: Well, you did in primal scream. LENNON: Oh, but I had you with me. ONO: Anyway, when I went to est, I saw Werner Erhardt, the same thing. Hes a nice showman and hes got a nice gig there. I felt the same thing when we went to Sai Baba in India. In India, you have to be a guru instead of a pop star. Guru is the pop star of India and pop star is the guru here. LENNON: But nobodys perfect, etc., etc. Whether its Janov or Erhardt or Maharishi or a Beatle. That doesnt take away from their message. Its like learning how to swim. The swimming is fine. But forget about the teacher. If the Beatles had a message, it was that. With the Beatles, the records are the point, not the Beatles as individuals. You dont need the package, just as you dont need the Christian package or the Marxist package to get the message. People always got the image I was an anti-Christ or antireligion. Im not. Im a most religious fellow. I was brought up a Christian and I only now understand some of the things that Christ was saying in those parables. Because people got hooked on the teacher and missed the message. PLAYBOY: And the Beatles taught people how to swim? LENNON: If the Beatles or the Sixties had a message, it was to learn to swim. Period. And once you learn to swim, swim. The people who are hung up on the Beatles and the Sixties dream missed the whole point when the Beatles and the Sixties dream became the point. Carrying the Beatles or the Sixties dream around all your life is like carrying the Second World War and Glenn Miller around. Thats not to say you cant enjoy Glenn Miller or the Beatles, but to live in that dream is the twilight zone. Its not living now. Its an illusion. PLAYBOY: Yoko, the single you and John released from your album seems to be looking toward the future. ONO: Yes, Starting Over is a song that makes me feel like crying. John has talked about the Sixties and how it gave us a taste for freedom... sexual and otherwise. It was like an orgy. Then, after that big come that we had together, men and women somehow lost track of each other and a lot of families and relationships split apart. I really think that what happened in the Seventies can be compared to what happened under Nazism with Jewish families. Only the force that split them came from the inside, not from the outside. We tried to rationalize it as the price we were paying for our freedom. And John is saying in his song, OK, we had the energy in the Sixties, in the Seventies we separated, but lets start over in the Eighties. Hes reaching out to me, the woman. Reaching out after all thats happened, over the battlefield of dead families, is more difficult this time around. On the other side of the record is my song, Kiss Kiss Kiss, which is the other side of the same question. There is the sound of a woman coming to a climax on it, and she is crying out to be held, to be touched. It will be controversial, because people still feel its less natural to hear the sounds of a womans lovemaking than, say, the sound of a Concorde, killing the atmosphere and polluting nature. Altogether, both sides are a prayer to change the Eighties. PLAYBOY: What is the Eighties dream to you, John? LENNON: Well, you make your own dream. Thats the Beatles story, isnt it? Thats Yokos story. Thats what Im saying now. Produce your own dream. If you want to save Peru, go save Peru. Its quite possible to do anything, but not to put it on the leaders and the parking meters. Dont expect Jimmy Carter or Ronald Reagan or John Lennon or Yoko Ono or Bob Dylan or Jesus Christ to come and do it for you. You have to do it yourself. Thats what the great masters and mistresses have been saying ever since time began. They can point the way, leave signposts and little instructions in various books that are now called holy and worshiped for the cover of the book and not for what it says, but the instructions are all there for all to see, have always been and always will be. Theres nothing new under the sun. All the roads lead to Rome. And people cannot provide it for you. I cant wake you up. You can wake you up. I cant cure you. You can cure you. PLAYBOY: What is it that keeps people from accepting that message? LENNON: Its fear of the unknown. The unknown is what it is. And to be frightened of it is what sends everybody scurrying around chasing dreams, illusions, wars, peace, love, hate, all that... its all illusion. Unknown is what what it is. Accept that its unknown and its plain sailing. Everything is unknown... then youre ahead of the game. Thats what it is. Right?

Here come old flat top He come groovin up slowly He got Joo Joo eyeball He one holy roller He got hair down to his knee Got to be a joker, he just do what he please He wear no shoeshine He got toe jam football He got monkey finger He shoot Coca Cola He say I know you, you know me One thing I can tell you is you got to be free Come together Right now Over me He bad production He got walrus gumboot He got Ono sideboard He one spinal cracker He got feet down below his knee Hold you in his armchair, you can feel his disease Come together Right now Over me He roller coaster He got early warning He got muddy water He one mojo filter He say one and one and one is three Got to be good lookin cause hes so hard to see Come together Right now Over me Come together Come together Come together Come together Come together Come together

Close your eyes Have no fear The monsters gone Hes on the run and your daddys here Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful Beautiful boy Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful Beautiful boy Before you go to sleep Say a little prayer Every day in every way Its getting better and better Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful Beautiful boy Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful Beautiful boy Out on the ocean sailing away I can hardly wait To see you come of age But I guess well both just have to be patient Cause its a long way to go A hard row to hoe Yes its a long way to go But in the meantime Before you cross the street Take my hand Life is what happens to you While youre busy making other plans Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful Beautiful boy Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful Beautiful boy Before you go to sleep Say a little prayer Every day in every way Its getting better and better Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful Beautiful boy Darling, darling, darling Darling Sean

Whoa-I, whoa-I I got a whole lot of things to tell her When I get home Come on, on my way Cause Im-a going to see my baby today Ive got a whole lot of things Ive gotta say to her Whoa-I, whoa-I I got a whole lot of things to tell her When I get home Come on if you please Ive got no time for trivialities Ive got a girl whos waiting home for me tonight Whoa-I, whoa-I I got a whole lot of things to tell her When I get home When Im getting home tonight Im going to hold her tight Im going to love her till the cows come home I bet Ill love her more Till I walk out that door Again Come on, let me through Ive got so many things Ive got to do Ive got no business being here with you This way Whoa-I, whoa-I I got a whole lot of things to tell her When I get home, yeah I got a whole lot of things to tell her When I get home

You know you made me cry I see no use in wondering why I cry for you And now youve changed your mind I see no reason to change mine I cry its through, oh Youre giving me the same old line Im wondering why You hurt me then Youre back again No, no, no, not a second time You know you made me cry I see no use in wondering why I cry for you And now youve changed your mind I see no reason to change mine I cry its through, oh Youre giving me the same old line Im wondering why You hurt me then Youre back again No, no, no, not a second time Not a second time Not a second time No no no no no Not a second time

Well how come you say you will when you wont Say you do, baby, when you dont? Let me know honey how you feel Tell the truth now, is love real? But ah ah well honey dont, well honey dont Honey dont, honey dont, honey dont I say you will when you wont, ah ah, honey, dont Well I love you, baby, and you ought to know I like the way that you wear your clothes Everything about you is so doggone sweet You got that sand all over your feet But ah ah well honey dont, honey dont Honey dont, honey dont, honey dont I say you will when you wont, ah ah, honey, dont (Ahh rock on George, one time for me! I feel fine, mmmhm. I said...) Well sometimes I love you on a Saturday night Sunday morning you dont look right Youve been out painting the town Ah ah baby, been stepping around But ah ah well honey dont, I said honey dont Honey dont, honey dont, honey dont I say you will when you wont, ah ah, honey, dont Well honey dont, well honey dont Uh little, little honey dont I say you will when you wont, ah ah, honey, dont

Christmas time is here again Christmas time is here again Christmas time is here again Christmas time is here again Aint been round since you know when Christmas time is here again O-U-T spells out Christmas time is here again Christmas time is here again Christmas time is here again Christmas time is here again Aint been round since you know when Christmas time is here again O-U-T spells out Christmas time is here again Christmas time is here again Christmas time is here again Christmas time is here again Aint been round since you know when Christmas time is here again O-U-T spells out This is Paul McCartney here. Id just like to wish you everything youd wish yourself for Christmas This is John Lennon saying, on behalf of The Beatles, have a very Happy Christmas and a good New Year George Harrison speaking. Id like to take this opportunity of wishing you a very Merry Christmas, listeners everywhere This is Ringo Starr and Id just like to say Merry Christmas and a really happy New Year to all listeners And Christmas time is all And your bonnie clay us through Happy breastling to you people All our best from me to you When the beasty brangom To the heather and little inn And be strattened oot in ma tether To yer arms once back again Och away, ye bonnie

Parlayed the Caymans Flew to vegas just in time for the weigh-in Fight night, MGM, vaporizer blazing Valet for the classics, trucks with armored glasses Franchise players on a momentous occasion Announce the fact we made it, tip a c-note to the waiters Send a bottle to your table, its a celebration Rollie presidential, inauguration stones clearer than an HD station And you hating If youd have had one thats nice Id have told you congratulations I stole home base while you was tying your laces Your bitch gave out the dugout Smoked out the clubhouse Welcome to the majors Niggas hoping I get knocked off In the studio making them drop offs Ducking them hip-hop cop cars Sometimes I find answers in the bottom of my pot jar Sometimes I find answers in the bottom of my pot jar Certified dope on three coasts Bread healthy, wheat toast Tryna see the fam wealthy, the fam help me Held me down when I needed it Held me up when I couldnt reach it Flashlight when I couldnt see shit Saying my prayers, smoking my weed Listening to Roy Ayers With more pull in my city than the mayor Smart not scared Highed up but aware and prepared If them fools from over there ever came round here But well cross that bridge when we get to it Niggas hoping I get knocked off In the studio making them drop offs Ducking them hip-hop cop cars Sometimes I find answers in the bottom of my pot jar Sometimes I find answers in the bottom of my pot jar Dont nothing move but the decimal Everyday above ground is a chess move Dont let the little things stress you If you can go without killing a nigga, you successful Low key, like Im riding with a whole key But Im just chasing these cookies with this OG I dont do first halfs, I need the whole fee You want Jada, Kiss, or you want the whole me? And I dont be popping bubbles If I aint house shopping, Im at the dealer copping doubles Aint where I wanna be, but Im not far Answers at the bottom of my pot jar Niggas hoping I get knocked off In the studio making them drop offs Ducking them hip-hop cop cars Sometimes I find answers in the bottom of my pot jar Sometimes I find answers in the bottom of my pot jar

I was dreaming of the past And my heart was beating fast I began to lose control I began to lose control I didnt mean to hurt you Im sorry that I made you cry I didnt mean to hurt you Im just a jealous guy I was feeling insecure You might not love me anymore I was shivering inside I was shivering inside I didnt mean to hurt you Im sorry that I made you cry I didnt want to hurt you Im just a jealous guy I was trying to catch your eye I thought that you was trying to hide I was swallowing my pain I was swallowing my pain I didnt mean to hurt you Im sorry that I made you cry I didnt mean to hurt you Im just a jealous guy

Oh, komm doch, komm zu mir Du nimmst mir den Verstand Oh, komm doch, komm zu mir Komm, gib mir deine Hand Komm, gib mir deine Hand Komm, gib mir deine Hand Oh, du bist so schön Schön wie ein Diamant Ich will mit dir gehen Komm, gib mir deine Hand Komm, gib mir deine Hand Komm, gib mir deine Hand In deinen Armen bin ich glücklich und froh Das war noch nie bei einer anderen Einmal so Einmal so Einmal so Oh, komm doch, komm zu mir Du nimmst mir den Verstand Oh, komm doch, komm zu mir Komm, gib mir deine Hand Komm, gib mir deine Hand Komm, gib mir deine Hand In deinen Armen bin ich glücklich und froh Das war noch nie bei einer anderen Einmal so Einmal so Einmal so Oh, du bist so schön Schön wie ein Diamant Ich will mit dir gehen Komm, gib mir deine Hand Komm, gib mir deine Hand Komm, gib mir deine Hand

Here in some strangers room Late in the afternoon What am I doing here at all? Aint no doubt about it Im losing you Im losing you Somehow the wires have crossed Communications lost Cant even get you on the telephone Just got to shout about it Im losing you Im losing you Here in the valley of indecision I dont know what to do I feel you slipping away I feel you slipping away Im losing you Im losing you Well now you say youre not getting enough But I remind you of all that bad, bad, bad stuff So what the hell am I supposed to do? Just put a Band-Aid on it? And stop the bleeding now Stop the bleeding now Well Im losing you Im losing you Well, well, well, I know I hurt you then But hell that was way back when Well, do you still have to carry that cross? Dont want to hear about it Im losing you Im losing you Dont want to lose you now Well, well Dont, dont, dont

Imagine theres no countries It isnt hard to do Nothin to kill or die for And no religion too Imagine all the people Livin life in peace Yoo-hoo-ooh You may say Im a dreamer But Im not the only one I hope someday you will join us And the world will be as one Imagine no possessions I wonder if you can No need for greed or hunger A brotherhood of man Imagine all the people Sharing all the world Yoo-hoo-ooh You may say Im a dreamer But Im not the only one I hope someday you will join us And the world will live as one

I dont want to spoil the party, so Ill go I would hate my disappointment to show Theres nothing for me here, so I will disappear If she turns up while Im gone, please let me know Ive had a drink or two, and I dont care Theres no fun in what I do when shes not there I wonder what went wrong, Ive waited far too long I think Ill take a walk and look for her Though tonight shes made me sad I still love her If I find her, Ill be glad I still love her I dont want to spoil the party, so Ill go I would hate my disappointment to show Theres nothing for me here, so I will disappear If she turns up while Im gone, please let me know Though tonight shes made me sad I still love her If I find her, Ill be glad I still love her Though Ive had a drink or two, and I dont care Theres no fun in what I do if shes not there I wonder what went wrong, Ive waited far too long I think Ill take a walk and look for her

As soon as youre born, they make you feel small By giving you no time, instead of it all Until the pain is so big, you feel nothing at all A working-class hero is something to be A working-class hero is something to be They hurt you at home, and they hit you at school They hate if youre clever, and despise a fool Until youre so fucking crazy, you cant follow their rules A working-class hero is something to be A working-class hero is something to be When theyve tortured and scared you for 20-odd years Then they expect you to pick a career When you cant really function, youre so full of fear A working-class hero is something to be A working-class hero is something to be They keep you doped up with religion and sex and TV And you think youre so clever and classless and free But youre still fucking peasants as far as I can see A working-class hero is something to be A working-class hero is something to be Theres room at the top, theyre telling you still But first you must learn how to smile as you kill If you want to be like all the folks on the hill A working-class hero is something to be A working-class hero is something to be A working-class hero is something to be A working-class hero is something to be A working-class hero is something to be A working-class hero is something to be If you want to be a hero, well, just follow me If you want to be a hero, well, just follow me

My love dont give me presents I know that shes no peasant Only ever has to give me Love forever and forever My love dont give me presents Turn me on when I get lonely People tell me that shes only Fooling, I know she isnt She dont give the boys the eye She hates to see me cry She is happy just to hear me Say that I will never leave her She dont give boys the eye She will never make me jealous Gives me all her time as well as Loving, dont ask me why Shes a woman who understands Shes a woman who loves her man My love dont give me presents I know that shes no peasant Only ever has to give me Love forever and forever My love dont give me presents Turn me on when I get lonely People tell me that shes only Fooling, I know she isnt Shes a woman who understands Shes a woman who loves her man My love dont give me presents I know that shes no peasant Only ever has to give me Love forever and forever My love dont give me presents Turn me on when I get lonely People tell me that shes only Fooling, I know she isnt Shes a woman Shes a woman Shes a woman Shes a woman Shes a woman

When I was younger, so much younger than today I never needed anybodys help in any way But now these days are gone, Im not so self-assured Now I find Ive changed my mind Ive opened up the doors Help me if you can Im feeling down And I do appreciate you being round Help me get my feet back on the ground Wont you please, please help me And now my life has changed, in oh so many ways My independence seems to vanish in the haze But every now and then I feel so insecure And I know that I just need you Like Ive never done before Help me if you can Im feeling down And I do appreciate you being round Oh, help me get my feet back on the ground Wont you please, please help me When I was younger, so much younger than today I never needed anybodys help in any way But now those days are gone, Im not so self-assured Now I find Ive changed my mind Ive opened up the doors Help me if you can Im feeling down And I do appreciate you being round Oh, help me get my feet back on the ground Wont you please, please help me Wont you please, please, help me

Well, I dont wanna be a soldier, mama, I dont wanna die Well, I dont wanna be a sailor, mama, I dont wanna fly Well, I dont wanna be a failure, mama, I dont wanna cry Well, I dont wanna be a soldier mama, I dont wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no Well, I dont wanna be a rich man, mama, I dont wanna cry Well, I dont wanna be a poor man mama, I dont wanna fly Well, I dont wanna be a lawyer mama, I dont wanna lie Well, I dont wanna be a soldier mama, I dont wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no Well, I dont wanna be a soldier, mama, I dont wanna die Well, I dont wanna be a thief now, mama, I dont wanna fly Well, I dont wanna be a churchman, mama, I dont wanna cry Well, I dont wanna be a soldier, mama, I dont wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no Hit it! Oh well, I dont wanna be a soldier mama, I dont wanna die Well, I dont wanna be a sailor mama, I dont wanna fly Well, I dont wanna be a failure mama, I dont wanna cry Well, I dont wanna be a soldier mama, I dont wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no

You tell lies thinking I cant see You cant cry cause youre laughing at me Im down Im down Im down How can you laugh when you know Im down When you know Im down Man buys ring, woman throws it away Same old thing happen everyday Im down Im down Im down How can you laugh when you know Im down? When you know Im down? Were all alone and there nobody else You still moan, Keep your hands to yourself! Im down Oh baby, Im down Im down How can you laugh when you know Im down? When you know Im down? Wow! Baby, Im down Oh baby, you know Im down Oh yes, Im down Im down on the ground Ah, down Oh baby Im upside down, a yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Im down Oh baby, Im down Im feeling upside down Ooh, Im down Baby, Im down yeah Oh baby, Im down, yeah Baby, Im down Well baby, Im down Well, baby baby baby Oh baby, Im down Im down, down, down, down, down, down

Scrambled eggs Oh my baby how I love your legs Not as much as I love scrambled eggs Oh we should eat some scrambled eggs Waffle fries Oh my darling how I love your thighs Not as much as I love waffle fries Oh have you tried the waffle fries They are So damn good that they should be illegal Theyre like Regular fries but theyre shaped like a waffle Chicken wings... Chicken wings? No, no, no... Vegetarian, no chicken wings. Oh, I forgot, it was actually... Tofu wings Oh my baby when I hear you sing All I think about is tofu wings Oh did you bring the tofu wings Theres a Place I know where I go for kick-ass wings We could Even get a side of onion rings Scrambled eggs Oh my baby how I love your legs Not as much as I love scrambled eggs Oh lets go get some scrambled eggs

You know my name Look up the number You know my name Look up the number You you know you know my name You you know you know my name Good evening and welcome to Slaggers Featuring Denis OBell Come on Ringo, lets hear it for Denis Good evening You know my name Look look look up the number You know my name Thats right, look up my number You you know you know my name You you know you know my name You know my name Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba Look up the number You know my name Thats right, look up the number Oh you know you know you know my name You know you know you know my name Huh huh huh huh You know my name Ba ba ba pum Look up the number You know my name Look up the number You-a you know you know my name Baby you-a you know you know my name You know you know my name You know you know my name Oh, lets hear it!! Go on Denis, lets hear it for Denis OBell You know my name You know you know my name You know you know my name Prrr you know my name and the number You know my name and the number you know you know my name Look up me number You know my number three you know my number two You know my number three you know my number four Oh you know my name you know number too You know my name you know my number Whats up with you? You know my name Thats right? Yeah

So this is Christmas And what have you done Another year over And a new one just begun And so this is Christmas I hope you have fun The near and the dear ones The old and the young A very merry Christmas And a happy New Year Lets hope its a good one Without any fear And so this is Christmas For weak and for strong For rich and the poor ones The war is so long And so happy Christmas For black and for white For yellow and red ones Lets stop all the fight A very merry Christmas And a happy New Year Lets hope its a good one Without any fear So this is Christmas And what have we done Another year over And a new one just begun And so happy Christmas We hope you have fun The near and the dear ones The old and the young A very merry Christmas Oooh, oh It a good, its a good one Without any fear And so this is Christmas And what have we done Another year over And a new one just begun

There are places Ill remember All my life Though some have changed Some forever Not for better Some have gone and some remain All these places have their moments With lovers and friends I still can recall Some are dead and some are living In my life Ive loved them all But of all these friends and lovers There is no one Compares with you And these memories Lose their meaning When I think of love As something new Though I know Ill never lose affection For people and things that went before I know Ill often stop and think about them In my life I love you more Though I know Ill never lose affection For people and things that went before I know Ill often stop and think about them In my life I love you more In my life I love you more

Got to get you into my life, into my life Got to get you into my life, into my life Got to get you into my life, into my life Got to get you into my life, into my life Got to get you into my life, into my life I was alone, I took a ride Didnt know what I would find there Another road where maybe I Could see another sign there Ooh, and then I suddenly see you Ooh, and did I tell you that I need you Evry single day of my life? You didnt run, you didnt lie You knew I want to hold you And had you gone, you knew in time Wed meet again for I had told you Ooh, you were meant to be near me Ooh, I really want for you to hear me Say well be together evry day Got to get you into my life Got to get you into my life, yeah Uh huh, got to get you into my, got to get you into my life Ooh, then I suddenly see you Ooh, did I tell you that I need you Evry single day of my life? Got to get you into my life My life Got to get you into my life, yeah Got to get you in, got to get you in, got to get you in Got to get you in, into my life Got to get you in, got to get you in, got to get you in Got to get you in, into my life

I give him all my love Thats all I do And if you saw my love Youd love him, too I love him He gives me everything And tenderly The kiss my lover brings He brings to me I love him A love like ours Could never die As long as I Have you near me Bright are the stars that shine Dark is the sky I know this love of mine Will never die I love him Bright are the stars that shine Dark is the sky I know this love of mine Will never never die And I love him And I love him And I love him

Little child, little child Little child, wont you dance with me? Im so sad and lonely Baby take a chance with me Little child, little child Little child, wont you dance with me? Im so sad and lonely Baby take a chance with me If you want someone To make you feel so fine Then well have some fun When youre mine, all mine So come, come on, come on Little child, little child Little child, wont you dance with me? Im so sad and lonely Baby take a chance with me When youre by my side Youre the only one Dont you run and hide Just come on, come on Yeah come on, come on, come on Little child, little child Little child, wont you dance with me? Im so sad and lonely Baby take a chance with me Baby take a chance with me Baby take a chance with me

A bad little kid moved into my neighborhood He wont do nothing right, just sitting down and looks so good He dont want to go to school and learn to read and write Just sits around the house and plays the rock and roll music all night Well, he put some tacks on teachers chair Puts chewing gum in little girls hair Now, junior, behave yourself Buy every rock and roll book on the magazine stand Every dime that he gets is lost to the jukebox man Well he worries his teacher till at night shes ready to poop From rocking and a-rolling to spinning in a hula hoop Well this rock and roll has got to stop Juniors head is hard as rock Now, junior, behave yourself Ooh! Ooh! Gonna tell your mama you better do what she said Get to the barber shop and get that hair cut off your head Shoot the canary and you fed it to the neighbors cat You gave the cocker spaniel a bath in mothers laundromat Well, in mamas head its got to stop Juniors head is hard as rock Now, junior, behave yourself We all miss you; You miss them? Yeah! The Beatles miss you; all the Beatles missed you Now, junior, behave yourself

One, two One, two, three, four This here is the story about a househusband who, you know, just has to get out of the house. Hes been looking at the, you know, the kids for days and days; hes been watching the kitchen and screwing around watching Sesame Street till hes going crazy! Woke up this morning blues around my head No need to ask the reason why Went to the kitchen and lit a cigarette Blew my worries to the sky Im stepping out Im stepping out Im stepping out Im stepping out If it dont feel right you dont have to do it Just leave a message on the phone and tell them to screw it After all is said and done, you cant go pleasing everyone So screw it Im stepping out Im stepping out Im stepping out Im stepping out Babys sleeping, the cats have all been blessed Aint nothing doing on TV Put on my space suit I got to look my best Im going out to do the city Im stepping out Im stepping out Im stepping out baby Im stepping out Im stepping out, hold it down Im stepping out Im stepping out Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta get out Im stepping out, babe, just for awhile Aint been out for days Got to do it tonight Gimme a break, gimme a break Gotta get out Gotta get out Just for awhile Just for the night Ill be in before one

Well they took some honey from a tree Dressed it up and they called it me Everybodys trying to be my baby Everybodys trying to be my baby Everybodys trying to be my baby, now Woke up last night, half past four Fifty women knocking on my door Everybodys trying to be my baby Everybodys trying to be my baby Everybodys trying to be my baby, now Went out last night, I didnt stay late Before I got home I had nineteen dates Everybodys trying to be my baby Everybodys trying to be my baby Everybodys trying to be my baby, now Went out last night, I didnt stay late Before I got home I had nineteen dates Everybodys trying to be my baby Everybodys trying to be my baby Everybodys trying to be my baby, now Well they took some honey from a tree Dressed it up and they called it me Everybodys trying to be my baby Everybodys trying to be my baby Everybodys trying to be my baby, now

Oh yeah, oh yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah Imagine Im in love with you Its easy cause I know Ive imagined Im in love with you Many, many, many times before Its not like me to pretend But Ill get you, Ill get you in the end Yes I will, Ill get you in the end, oh yeah, oh yeah I think about you night and day I need you and its true When I think about you, I can say Im never, never, never, never blue So Im telling you, my friend That Ill get you, Ill get you in the end Yes I will, Ill get you in the end, oh yeah, oh yeah Well, theres gonna be a time When Im gonna change your mind So you might as well resign yourself to me, oh yeah Imagine Im in love with you Its easy cause I know Ive imagined Im in love with you Many, many, many times before Its not like me to pretend But Ill get you, Ill get you in the end Yes I will, Ill get you in the end, oh yeah, oh yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah Woah yeah

Ah, Kansas City Going to get my baby back home Yeah, yeah Im going to Kansas City Going to get my baby back home Yeah, yeah Well, its a long, long, time Since my babys been gone Ah, Kansas City Going to to get my baby one time Yeah, yeah Im going to Kansas City Going to get my baby one time Yeah, yeah Its just a one, two, three, four Five, six, seven, eight, nine, wah Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, baby, woo no clown I say youre no clown Now, now, now, now Tell me baby Whats been wrong with you Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, now, baby, woo no clown I say youre no clown Now, now, now, now Tell me baby Whats been wrong with you Well, Ill say bye Bye, bye, baby bye, bye Oh, so long Bye, bye, baby Im gone Yeah, I said Bye, bye, baby, bye, bye Bye, bye, bye, bye Well, Ill say bye Bye, bye, baby bye, bye Woo, so long Bye, bye, baby, Im gone

Hello little girl Hello little girl Hello little girl When I see you everyday I say, Mm mm hello little girl When youre passing on your way I say, Mm mm hello little girl When I see you passing by I cry, Mm mm hello little girl When I try to catch your eye I cry, Mm mm hello little girl I send you flowers but you dont care You never seem to see me standing there I often wonder what youre thinking of I hope its me and love love love So I hope therell come a day When youll say, Mm youre my little girl Its not the first time that its happened to me Its been a long lonely time And its funny funny to see that Im about to lose my mind mind mind So I hope therell come a day When you say, Mm mm Youre my little girl, mm mm mm Youre my little girl, mm mm mm Youre my little girl, oh yeah Youre my little girl Do do do do do

This is a story about your friend and mine Who is it, who is it, who is it? There you stand with your L.A. tan And your New York walk and your New York talk Your mother left you when you were small But youre going to wish you wasnt born at all Steel and glass Steel and glass Steel and glass Steel and glass Your phone dont ring, no one answers your call How does it feel to be off the wall Well, your mouthpiece squawks as he spreads your lies But you cant pull strings if your hands are tied Well, your teeth are clean but your mind is capped You leave your smell like an alley cat Steel and glass Steel and glass Steel and glass Steel and glass

I call your name but youre not there Was I to blame for being unfair Oh I cant sleep at night Since youve been gone I never weep at night I cant go on Dont you know I cant take it I dont know who can Im not going to make it Im not that kind of man Oh I cant sleep at night But just the same I never weep at night I call your name Oh! Dont you know I cant take it I dont know who can Im not going to make it Im not that kind of man Oh I cant sleep at night But just the same I never weep at night I call your name I call your name I call your name Woo, I call your name

Out the blue you came to me And blew away lifes misery Out the blue lifes energy Out the blue you came to me Everyday I thank the Lord and Lady For the way that you came to me Anyway it had to be Two minds, one destiny Out the blue you came to me And blew away lifes misery Out the blue lifes energy Out the blue you came to me All my life is been a long slow knife I was born just to get to you Anyway I survived, long enough To make you my wife Out the blue you came to me And blew away lifes misery Out the blue lifes energy Out the blue you came to me Like a U.F.O. you came to me And blew away lifes misery Out the blue lifes energy Out the blue you came to me

Let me take you down cause Im going to Strawberry Fields Nothing is real Nothing to get hung about Strawberry Fields forever Living is easy with eyes closed Misunderstanding all you see Its getting hard to be someone but it all works out It doesnt matter much to me Let me take you down cause Im going to Strawberry Fields Nothing is real Nothing to get hung about Strawberry Fields forever No one I think is in my tree I mean it must be high or low That is you cant, you know, tune in but its all alright That is I think its not too bad Let me take you down cause Im going to Strawberry Fields Nothing is real Nothing to get hung about Strawberry Fields forever Always, no, sometimes think of me But you know I know when its a dream I think a No will mean a Yes but its all wrong That is I think I disagree Let me take you down cause Im going to Strawberry Fields Nothing is real Nothing to get hung about Strawberry Fields forever Strawberry Fields forever Strawberry Fields forever

Please lock me away And dont allow the day Here inside, where I hide with my loneliness I dont care what they say I wont stay in a world without love Birds sing out of tune And rain clouds hide the moon Im okay, here Ill stay with my loneliness I dont care what they say I wont stay in a world without love So I wait and in a while I will see my true love smile She may come, I know not when When she does, Ill know So baby, until then Lock me away And dont allow the day Here inside, where I hide with my loneliness I dont care what they say I wont stay in a world without love So I wait and in a while I will see my true love smile She may come, I know not when When she does, Ill know So baby, until then Lock me away And dont allow the day Here inside, where I hide with my loneliness I dont care what they say I wont stay in a world without love I dont care what they say I wont stay in a world without love

Well it was Sunday Bloody Sunday When they shot the people there The cries of thirteen martyrs Filled the free Derry air Is there any one amongst you Dare to blame it on the kids? Not a soldier boy was bleeding When they nailed the coffin lids! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sundays the day! You claim to be majority Well you know that its a lie Youre really a minority On this sweet Emerald Isle When Stormont bans our marchers Theyve got a lot to learn Internment is no answer Its those mothers turn to burn! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sundays the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sundays the day! You Anglo pigs and Scotties Sent to colonise the north You wave your bloody Union Jacks And you know what its worth! How dare you hold to ransom A people proud and free Keep Ireland for the Irish Put the English back to sea! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sundays the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sundays the day! Well its always bloody Sunday In the concentration camps Keep Falls and roads free forever From the bloody English hands Repatriate to Britain All of you who call it home Leave Ireland to the Irish Not for London or for Rome! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sundays the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sundays the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sundays the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sundays the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sundays the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sundays the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sundays the day!

Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup They slither wildly as they slip away across the universe Pools of sorrow, waves of joy Are drifting through my opened mind Possessing and caressing me Nothings going to change my world Nothings going to change my world Nothings going to change my world Nothings going to change my world Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes They call me on and on across the universe Thoughts meander like the restless wind inside a letterbox They tumble blindly as they make their way across the universe Nothings going to change my world Nothings going to change my world Nothings going to change my world Nothings going to change my world Sounds of laughter, shades of life Are ringing through my open ears Inciting and inviting me Limitless undying love, which shines around me like a million suns It calls me on and on and on across the universe Nothings going to change my world Nothings going to change my world Nothings going to change my world Nothings going to change my world Nothings going to change my world Nothings going to change my world Nothing, nothing, nothing Nothings going to Nothings going to change my world Nothing, nothing, nothing Nothings going to Nothings going to change my world Nothings going to change it Nothings going to change it Hey, nothings going to change it Nothings going to change it Nothings going to change it Nothings going to change it Nothings going to change my world Nothing going to change it Nothing going to change it Nothings going to change my world

On the road to Rishikesh I was dreaming more or less And the dream I had was true Yes, the dream I had was true Im just a child of nature I dont need much to set me free Im just child of nature Im one of natures children Sunlight shining in your eyes As I face the desert skies And my thoughts return to home Yes, my thoughts return to home Im just a child of nature I dont need much to set me free Im just a child of nature Im one natures children Underneath the mountain ranges Where the wind that never changes Touch the windows of my soul Touch the windows of my soul Im just a child of nature I dont need much to set me free Im just a child of nature Im one of natures children

The years have passed so quickly One thing Ive understood I am only learning To tell the trees from wood I know whats coming down And I know where its coming from And I know and Im sorry, yes I am But I never could speak my mind And I know just how you feel And I know now what I have done And I know, and Im guilty, yes I am But I never could read your mind I know what I was missing But now my eyes can see I put myself in your place As you did for me Today, I love you more than yesterday Right now, I love you more right now I know whats coming down I can feel where its coming from And I know its getting better all the time As we share in each others mind Today I love you more than yesterday Right now I love you more right now Ooh hoo, no more crying Ooh hoo, no more crying Ooh hoo, no more crying Ooh hoo, no more crying

All my little plans and schemes Lost like some forgotten dream Seems like all I really was doing Was waiting for you Just like little girls and boys Playing with their little toys Seems like all they really were doing Was waiting for you Dont need to be alone No need to be alone Its real love Its real, yes its real love Its real From this moment on I know Exactly where my life will go Seems that all I really was doing Was waiting for love Dont need to be alone No need to be alone Its real love Its real, yes its real love Its real Thought Id been in love before But in my heart I wanted more Seems like all I really was doing Was waiting for you Dont need to be alone No need to be alone Its real love Its real, yes its real love Its real

So, this is Christmas, and what have you done? Another year over, and a new one just begun And so, this is Christmas, I hope you have fun The new and the dear one, the old and the young A very merry Christmas, and a happy New Year Lets hope its a good one without any fear And so, this is Christmas Awake and for strong For rich and for poor ones The world is so wrong And so, happy Christmas For black and for white For left and for right ones Lets stop all the fighting A very, merry Christmas, and a happy new year Oh, lets hope its a good one without any fear And so, this is Christmas And what have we done? Another year overs And a new one just begun And so, happy Christmas We hope you have fun The new and the dear one The old and the young A very, merry Christmas, and a happy new year Lets hope its a good one without any fear War is over if you want it War is over now Happy Christmas, everybody

Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup They slither while they pass, they slip away across the universe Pools of sorrow waves of joy are drifting through my opened mind Possessing and caressing me Jai Guru Deva Om Nothings gonna change my world Nothings gonna change my world Nothings gonna change my world Nothings gonna change my world Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes And call me on and on across the universe Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box They stumble blindly as they make their way across the universe Jai Guru Deva Om Nothings gonna change my world Nothings gonna change my world Nothings gonna change my world Nothings gonna change my world Sounds of laughter shades of earth are ringing Through my open mind inciting and inviting me Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns And calls me on and on across the universe Jai Guru Deva Om Nothings gonna change my world Nothings gonna change my world Nothings gonna change my world Nothings gonna change my world Nothings gonna change my world Nothings gonna change my world Nothings gonna change my world Nothings gonna change my world Jai Guru Deva Jai Guru Deva Jai Guru Deva Jai Guru Deva

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Imagine theres no heaven Its easy if you try No hell below us Above us, only sky Imagine all the people living for today Imagine theres no countries It isnt hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion too Imagine all the people living life in peace You You may say Im a dreamer But Im not the only one I hope someday youll join us And the world will live as one Imagine no possessions I wonder if you can No need for greed or hunger A brotherhood of man Imagine all the people sharing all the world You may say Im a dreamer But Im not the only one I hope some day youll join us And the world will live as one

We dont care if you only love we We dont care if you only love we We love you We love you And we hope that you will love we too We love they We love they And we want you to love they too We dont care if you hound we And love is all around we Love cant get our minds off We love you, we love you You will never win we Your uniforms dont fit we We forget the place were in Cause we love you We love you, of course we do I love you I love you And I hope that you are grooving, too We love you We love you

I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly, Im crying Sitting on a corn-flake, waiting for the van to come Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday Man, youve been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long I am the egg man, oh they are the egg men, oh I am the walrus, goo goo gjoob Mister city policeman sitting Pretty little policemen in a row See how they fly like Lucy in the sky, see how they run Im crying, Im crying, Im crying, Im crying Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dogs eye Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess Boy you been a naughty girl you let your knickers down I am the egg man, oh they are the egg men, oh I am the walrus, goo goo gjoob Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun If the sun dont come, you get a tan from standing in the English rain I am the egg man, oh they are the egg men, oh I am the walrus, goo goo gjoob Expert text pert choking smokers, dont you think the joker laughs at you? See how they smile like pigs in a sty, see how they snide, Im crying Semolina pilchards, climbing up the Eiffel Tower Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe I am the egg man, oh they are the egg men, oh I am the walrus, goo goo gjoob Ggoo goo gjoob, goo goo gjoob, ggoo goo gjoob, goo

All my little plans and schemes Lost like some forgotten dream Seems like all we really were doing Was waiting for you Just like little girls and boys Playing with their little toys Seems like all we really were doing Was waiting for love Dont need to be alone Dont need to be alone Its real love Its real Its real love Its real Its real love Its real Its real love Its real Its real love Its real Its real love Its real Its real love Its real Its real love Its real love

Yesterday All my troubles seem so far away Now it seems as though theyre here to stay Oh I believe in yesterday Suddenly Im not half the man I used to be Theres a shadow hanging over me Oh yesterday came suddenly Why she had to go I dont know She wouldnt say I said something wrong now I long for yesterday Yesterday Love was such an easy game to play Now I need a place to hide away Oh I believe in yesterday I believe in yesterday Why she had to go I dont know She would not say I said something wrong Now I long for yesterday Yesterday Love was such an easy game to play Now I need a place to hide away Oh I believe in yesterday I believe in yesterday Was so far away Oh yesterday was far away And I know I cant turn back Cause yesterday is...gone

When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide Where I stop and I turn and I go for a ride Until I get to the bottom and I see you again Do you, dont you want me to love you Im coming down fast but Im miles above you Tell me tell me tell me come on tell me the answer You may be a lover but you aint no dancer Helter skelter Will you, wont you want me to make you Im coming down fast but dont let me break you Tell me tell me tell me the answer You may be a lover but you aint no dancer Look out helter skelter helter skelter Helter shelter Look out, cause here she comes When I get to the bottom I go back To the top of the slide And I stop and I turn and I go for a ride And I get to the bottom and I see you again Well do you, dont you want me to make you Im coming down fast but dont let me break you Tell me tell me tell me the answer You may be a lover but you aint no dancer Look out helter skelter helter skelter Helter skelter Look out helter skelter Shes coming down fast Yes she is

When I find myself in times of trouble Mother Mary comes to me Speaking words of wisdom Let it be And in my hour of darkness She is standing right in front of me Speaking words of wisdom Let it be Let it be, let it be A-let it be, let it be Whisper words of wisdom Let it be And when the broken-hearted people Living in the world agree There will be an answer Let it be For though they may be parted There is still a chance that they will see There will be an answer Let it be Let it be, let it be Let it be, let it be Yeah, there will be an answer Let it be Let it be, let it be A-let it be, let it be Whisper words of wisdom Let it be Let it be, let it be A-let it be, yeah, let it be Whisper words of wisdom Let it be And when the night is cloudy There is still a light that shines on me Shine until tomorrow Let it be I wake up to the sound of music Mother Mary comes to me Speaking words of wisdom Let it be Yeah, let it be, let it be Let it be, yeah, let it be Oh, there will be an answer Let it be Let it be, let it be Let it be, yeah, let it be Oh, there will be an answer Let it be Let it be, let it be Let it be, yeah, let it be Whisper words of wisdom Let it be

Im scared, Im scared, Im scared Im scared, so scared Im scared, Im scared, Im scared As the years roll away And the price that I paid And the straws slip away You dont have to suffer It is what it is No bell book or candle Can get you out of this, oh no! Im scarred, Im scarred, Im scarred Im scarred, uh huh Im scarred, Im scarred, Im scarred Every day of my life I just manage to survive I just want to stay alive You dont have to worry In heaven or hell Just dance to the music You do it so well, well, well! Hatred and jealousy, gonna be the death of me I guess I knew it right from the start Sing out about love and peace Dont want to see the red raw meat The green eyed goddamn straight from your heart Im tired, Im tired, Im tired Of being so alone No place to call my own Like a rollin stone Baby!

If you had the luck of the Irish Youd be sorry and wish you were dead You should have the luck of the Irish And youd wish you was English instead A thousand years of torture and hunger Drove the people away from their land A land full of beauty and wonder Was raped by the British brigands If you could keep voices like flowers Thered be shamrock all over the world If you could drink dreams like Irish streams Then the world would be high as the mountain of morn In the Pool they told us the story How the English divided the land Of the pain and the death and the glory And the poets of auld Éireland If we could make chains with the morning dew The world would be like Galway Bay Lets walk over rainbows like leprechauns The world would be one big Blarney stone Why the hell are the English there anyway As they kill with God on their side Blame it all on the kids the IRA As the bastards commit genocide If you had the luck of the Irish Youd be sorry and wish you were dead You should have the luck of the Irish And youd wish you was English instead Yes youd wish you was English instead

Well just as tight as you can make it Hard and slow aint hard enough Just as tight as you can shake it girl Get it on and do your stuff Tight as you can get it Tight as got it made Uptights alright, but if you cant stand the heat Youd better get back in the shade Just as tight as an Indian rope trick Long and tough aint hard enough Just as tight as a dope fiends fix, my friend Get it up and do your stuff Tight as you can boogie Tight as got it made Uptights alright, but if you cant stand the heat You better get back in the shade Well, tight as you can make it Hard and slow aint hard enough Just as tight as you can shake it girl Get it on and do your stuff Tight as you can get it Tight as got it made Uptights alright, but if you cant stand the heat You better get back in the shade Well tight as an Indian rope trick Hard and long aint hard enough Just as tight as a dope fiends fix, my friend Get it up and do your stuff Tight as you can boogie Tight as got it laid Uptights alright, but if you cant stand the heat You better get back in the shade Well, tight ass got me cornered Tight ass got me laid Tight ass strut your stuff so tough Just sweating in the midnight shade Tight as she can boogie Tight ass, she got laid Uptights alright, but if you cant stand the heat You better get back in the shade

Why dont we sing this song all together? Open our heads let the pictures come And if we close all our eyes together Then we will see where we all come from Pictures of us through the steamy haze Pictures of us painted in our place Why dont we sing this song all together? Open our heads let the pictures come And if we close all our eyes together Then we will see where we all come from Why dont we sing this song all together? Open our heads let the pictures come And if we close all our eyes together Then we will see where we all come from Pictures of us beating on our drum Never stopping til the rain has come Why dont we sing this song all together? Open our heads let the pictures come And if we close all our eyes together Then we will see where we all come from

Well, come on pretty baby, wont you walk with me? Come on, pretty baby, wont you talk with me? Come on pretty baby, give me one more chance Try to save our romance! Slow down, baby, now youre moving way too fast You gotta gimme little lovin, gimme little loving Ow! If you want our love to last Well, I used to walk you home, baby, after school Carry your books home, too But now you got a boyfriend down the street Baby what youre trying to do? You better slow down! Baby, now youre moving way too fast You gotta gimme little lovin, gimme little loving Brrr! If you want our love to last Ooh! Ooh! Well, you know that I love you, tell the world I do Come on, pretty baby, why cant you be true? I need your loving, oh so bad The best little woman I ever had Slow down! Baby, now youre moving way too fast You gotta gimme little lovin, gimme little loving Awe! If you want our love to last Woo!

Well let me tell you something About the Maharishi camp In Rishikesh There were one or two attractive women there But mainly looked like, you know Schoolteachers or something And the whole damn camp Was spying on the ones in the bathing suits And theyre supposed to be meditating And theres this cowboy there called Tom Who plays cowboys on TV And my, did the Beatle wives go for him in a big way I wondered what it was - It was his tight leather belt His jeans, and his dumb eyes They seemed to love them eyes Me, I took it for real I wrote six hundred songs about how I feel I felt like dying, and crying, and committing suicide But I felt creative and said: What the hells this got to do with What that silly little mans talking about? But he did charm me in a way Because he was funny, sort of cuddly Like a sort of, you know Little daddy with a beard Telling stories of heaven As if he knew You could never pin him down But he often spread rumors through his right hand man Who used to be with the CIA And told about the planes he saved How Maharishi came through the storm on a plane And the pilot was getting worried they couldnt land When Maharishi looked up And with one foul look Everything was OK and they landed After that I thought: lies But who was that woman that looks like Jean Simmons That keeps going to him for private interviews? She must have been about forty, forty-five Kept telling about her husband cause he wasnt there He was always trying to get a private audience with the Maharishi And he kept refusing I knew only one thing: He must have had some of his own It must have been that little Indian piece She came with the tailor And could sit at his feet And that was one in five hundred The rest had to wait like good American people In lines to see the master walking on the petals Who lived in a million dollar staccato house overlooking the Himalayas He looked holy I couldnt say that, but he certainly wasnt... In the true sense of the word, that is

Picture yourself in a boat on a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes And shes gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Ohh Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers That grow so incredibly high Newspaper taxis appear on the shore Waiting to take you away Climb in the back with your head in the clouds And youre gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Ohh Newspaper taxis appear on the shore Waitin to take you away Climb in the back with your head in the clouds And youre gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Ohh Picture yourself on a train in a station With plasticine porters with looking glass ties Suddenly, someone is there at the turnstile The girl with kaleidoscope eyes Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Ohh Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Ohh Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Ohh Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Ohh Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Ohh

When I was younger, uh huh Living confusion and deep despair When I was younger, uh huh Living illusion of freedom and power When I was younger Full of ideals and broken dreams, my friend When I was younger, uh huh Everything simple but not so clear Living on borrowed time Without a thought for tomorrow Living on borrowed time Without a thought for tomorrow Now I am older The more that I see the less that I know for sure Now I am older, uh huh The future is brighter and now is the hour Living on borrowed time Without a thought for tomorrow Living on borrowed time Without a thought for tomorrow Good to be older Would not exchange a single day or a year Good to be older, uh huh Less complication everything clear Living on borrowed time Without a thought for tomorrow Living on borrowed time Without a thought for tomorrow Oh yes It all seemed so bloody easy then You know like What to wear very serious like you know How am I gonna get rid of the pimples Does she really love me All that crap But now I dont bother about that shit no more I know she loves me All I gotta bother about is standing up Alright you can get out of there

When I was a little boy Way back home in Liverpool My mama told me, I was great Then when I was a teenager I knew that I had got somethin goin All my friends told me I was great And now Im a man A woman took me by the hand And you know what she told me? I was great I was in the greatest show on earth For what it was worth Now Im only thirty-two; And all I wanna do is boogaloo! I looked in the mirror I saw my wife and kids And you know what they told me? I was great Yes, my name is Billy Shears You know it has been for so many years Now Im only thirty-two; And all I wanna do is boogaloo! Hey, hey, hey Im the greatest, and you better believe it, baby! Ho! Ho! Ho! Im gonna be the greatest in this world, In the next world and in any world! Alright Alright Alright Alright Alright Alright Alright Alright Alright Alright Alright Alright

People say we got it made Dont they know were so afraid? Isolation Were afraid to be alone Everybody got to have a home Isolation Just a boy and a little girl Tryin to change the whole wide world Isolation The world is just a little town Everybody trying to put us down I- Isolation I dont expect you To understand After youve caused So much pain But then again Youre not to blame Youre just a human A victim of the insane Were afraid of everyone Afraid of the sun Isolation The sun will never disappear But the world may not have many years I- Isolation I dont expect you To understand After youve caused So much pain But then again Youre not to blame Youre just a human A victim of the insane Victim of the insane People say we got it made Dont they know were so afraid? I, I....

Walking on thin ice Im paying the price For throwing the dice in the air Why must we learn it the hard way And play the game of life with your heart? I gave you my knife You gave me my life Like a gush of wind in my hair Why do we forget whats been said And play the game of life with our hearts? I may cry someday But the tears will dry whichever way And when our hearts return to ashes Itll be just a story Itll be just a story Ai-ai-ai-ai-ai-ai-ai-ai Ooh-ahooh I knew a girl who tried to walk across the lake Course it was winter when all this was ice Thats a hell of a thing to do, you know They say the lake is as big as the ocean I wonder if she knew about it?

Standing on the corner, just me and Yoko Ono We was waiting for Jerry to land Up come a man with a guitar in his hand Singing have a marijuana if you can His name was David Peel, we found that he was real He sang The Pope Smokes Dope Everyday Up come a police man shoved us up the street Singin, Power to the People today! New York City...New York City...New York City Que pasa New York?...Que pasa New York? Hey hey Well down to Maxs City Put down the nitty gritty with the Elephants Memory Band Laid something down as the news spread around About the Plastic Ono Elephants Memory Band! We played some funky boogie and laid some Tutti Frutti Singing Long Tall Sallys A man Up come a preacher man trying to be a teacher Singing Gods a red herring in drag! New York City...New York City...New York City Que pasa New York?...Que pasa New York? Hey hey Hey, New York City All right, New York City New York City Que pasa New York?...Que pasa New York? Hey hey Well we did the Staten Island Ferry Making movies for the telly Played the Fillmore and Apollo for freedom Tried to shake our image Just a cycling through the Village But found that we had left it back in London Well nobody came to bug us, hustle us or shove us We decided to make it our home If the man wants to shove us out We gonna jump and shout The Statue of Liberty said Come! New York City...New York City...New York City Que pasa New York?...Que pasa New York? Hey hey Hey New York City Back in New York City Hey New York City Que pasa New York?...Que pasa New York? Hey City Down in the Village Hey what a city Que pasa New York?...Que pasa New York? Hey walk on Yeah Que pasa New York?...Que pasa New York? Hey what a bad, bad city Bad-ass city Bad-ass city Que pasa New York?...Que pasa New York? Hey New York City

Youre a beautiful boy With all your little toys Your eyes have seen the world Though youre only four years old And your tears are streaming Even when youre smiling Please never be afraid to cry Youre a beautiful boy With all your little ploys Your mind has changed the world And youre now forty years old You got all you can carry And still somehow empty Dont ever be afraid to fly All you beautiful boys Creating multiple plays You like to fence in your world And settle down when youre old You can run from pole to pole And never scratch your soul Dont be afraid to go to hell and back Dont be afraid to go to hell and back Dont be afraid to be afraid