One night in 1967, the phrase “words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup” came to Lennon after listening to the voice of his then-wife Cynthia. I was lying next to my first wife in bed, you know, and I was irritated, and I was thinking. She must have been going on and […]
Bell bottom blues, you made me cry. I don’t want to lose this feeling. And if I could choose a place to die. It would be in your arms. Do you want to see me crawl across the floor to you? Do you want to hear me beg you to take me back? I’d gladly […]
That’s great, it starts with an earthquake Birds and snakes, and aeroplanes. And Lenny Bruce is not afraid. … Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn. World serves its own needs. Don’t mis-serve your own needs. Speed it up a notch, speed, grunt, no, strength. The ladder starts to clatter. With a fear of […]
You say that we’ve got nothing in common. No common ground to start from. And we’re falling apart. You’ll say the world has come between us. Our lives have come between us. Still I know you just don’t care. And I said “What about Breakfast at Tiffany’s?” She said, “I think I remember that film. […]
All around me are familiar faces. Worn out places, worn out faces. Bright and early for the daily races. Going nowhere, going nowhere. Their tears are filling up their glasses. No expression, no expression. Hide my head, I wanna drown my sorrow. No tomorrow, no tomorrow.And I find it kind of funny. I find it […]
