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Post by Dr Winston on Oct 19, 2003 16:17:24 GMT 1
WOMAN IS THE NIGGER OF THE WORLD. ( 1972 )
(Co-written with Yoko Ono)
Woman is the nigger of the world
Yes she is, think about it
Woman is the nigger of the world
Think about it, do something about it
We make her paint her face and dance
If she won't be a slave we say that she don't love us
If she's real, we say she's trying to be a man
While putting her down we pretend that she's above us
Woman is the nigger of the world
Yes, she is, if you don't believe me take a look at the one you're with
Woman is the slave of the slaves
Ah yeah, better scream about it
We make her bear and raise our children
And then we leave her flat for being a fat old mother hen
We tell her home is the only place she should be
Then we complain that she's too unworldly to be our friend
Woman is the nigger of the world
Yes, she is, if you don't believe me take a look at the one you're with
Woman is the slave to the slaves
Yeah, alright
We insult her every day on TV
And wonder why she has no guts or confidence
When she's young we kill her will to be free
While telling her not to be so smart we put her down for being so dumb
Oh well, woman is the nigger of the world
Yes, she is, if you don't believe me take a look at the one you're with
Woman is the slave to the slaves
Yes, she is, if you believe me, you better scream about it
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
This is what John said about the song:
Well anyway, I took the title and wrote the song "Woman Is The Nigger Of The World" which I believe was long before Helen Reddy's "I Am Woman". So it was the first Women's Liberation song as well, as far as I'm concerned, and it was directly quoted from Yoko but with her singing it probably would have not got on the air. It was talked about. It got the message across. The whole story is the title, the lyrics are just a fill-in. I felt the lyrics didn't live up to Yoko's title.
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Post by Dr Winston on Oct 20, 2003 13:16:55 GMT 1
GIVE PEACE A CHANCE. ( 1969 )
Two, one two three four!
Everybody's talking about Bagism, Shagism, Dragism, Madism, Ragism, Tagism, Thisism, Thatism, Is-m, is-m.
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
Everybody's talking about ministers, sinisters, banisters
and canisters, bishops and fishops and rabbis and popeyes, and Bye bye, bye byes.
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
Let me tell you now - everybody's talking about
revolution, evolution, masturbation, flagellation,
regulation, integration, meditation, United Nations,
congratulations.
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
Everybody's talking about John and Yoko, Timmy Leary, Rosemary, Tommy Smothers, Bobby Dylan, Tommy Cooper, Derek Taylor, Norman Mailer, Alan Ginsberg, Hare Krishna, Hare, Hare Krishna.
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
This is what John said about the song:
I sort of cheated. The word 'masturbation' was in it but I wrote in the lyric sheet, because I'd had enough of the bannings of all ... every bloody record I put out was banned for some reason or another. Even " Walrus " was banned on the BBC at one time, because it said 'knickers'. So I mean I'd been banned so many times all over, that I copped out and wrote 'mastication'. It was more important to get the song out than to be bothered by a word, 'masturbation'.
(John Lennon, 1980)
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Post by Dr Winston on Oct 30, 2003 17:50:05 GMT 1
ACROSS THE UNIVERSE. ( 1968 )
Words are flying 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 thorough my open mind
Possessing and caressing me
Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Images of broken light which
dance before me like a million eyes
That call me on and on across the universe
Thoughts meander like a
restless wind inside a letter box
they tumble blindly as
they make their way across the universe
Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Sounds of laughter shades of life
are ringing through my open ears
exciting and inviting me
Limitless undying love which
shines around me like a million suns
It calls me on and on across the universe
Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Jai guru deva
Jai guru deva
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Post by Jude on Nov 12, 2003 19:57:38 GMT 1
GROW OLD WITH ME. (1980 )
Grow old along with me
the best is yet to be
when our time has come
we will be as one
god bless our love
god bless our love.
Grow old along with me
two branches of one tree
face the setting sun
when the day is done
god bless our love
god bless our love.
spending our lives together
man and wife together
world without end
world without end.
Grow old along with me
whatever fate decrees
we will see it through
for our love is true
god bless our love
god bless our love.
For John, [this song] was one that would be a standard, the kind that they would play in church every time a couple gets married. It was horns-and-symphony time... The version that was left to us was John's last recording. The one John and I recorded together in our bedroom with a piano and a rhythm box.
(Yoko Ono)
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Post by Jude on Nov 12, 2003 20:31:46 GMT 1
WORKING CLASS HERO. ( 1970 )
As soon as you’re born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till 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 you if you’re clever and they despise a fool
Till you’re so f**kin’ crazy you can’t follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be.
When they’ve tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can’t really function you’re so full of fear
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be.
Keep you doped with religion and sex and tv
And you think you’re so clever and classless and free
But you’re still f**kin’ peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be.
There’s room at the top they are telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill
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.
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Post by Jude on Nov 12, 2003 20:32:51 GMT 1
NOBODY LOVES YOU WHEN YOU'RE DOWN AND OUT.
( 1974 )
Nobody loves you when you're down and out
Nobody sees you when you're on cloud nine
Everybody's hustlin' for a buck and a dime
I'll scratch your back and you scratch mine
I've been across to the other side
I've 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 it's all show biz
All I can tell you is it's all show biz
Nobody loves you when you're down and out
Nobody knows you when you're on cloud nine
Everybody's hustlin' for a buck and a dime
I'll scratch your back and you knife mine
I've been across the water now so many times
I've seen the one eyed witchdoctor leading the blind
And still you ask me do I love you, what you say, what you say
Everytime I put my finger on it, it slips away
Everytime I put my finger on it, it slips away
Well I get up in the morning and I'm looking in the mirror to see, ooo wee!
Then I'm lying in the darkness and I know I can't get to sleep, ooo wee!
Nobody loves you when you're old and grey
Nobody needs you when you're upside down
Everybody's hollerin' 'bout their own birthday
Everybody loves you when you're six foot in the ground
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Post by Jude on Nov 12, 2003 22:19:48 GMT 1
MIND GAMES. ( 1973 )
We're playing those mind games together
Pushing the barriers, planting seeds
Playing the mind guerrilla
Chanting the mantra, peace on earth
We all been playing those mind games forever
Some kinda druid dudes lifting the veil
Doing the mind guerrilla
Some call it magic, the search for the grail
Love is the answer and you know that for sure
Love is a flower, you got to let it, you got to let it grow
So keep on playing those mind games together
Faith in the future, outta the now
You just can't beat on those mind guerrillas
Absolute elsewhere in the stones of your mind
Yeah we're playing those mind games forever
Projecting our images in space and in time
Yes is the answer and you know that for sure
Yes is surrender, you got to let it, you got to let it go
So keep on playing those mind games together
Doing the ritual dance in the sun
Millions of mind guerrillas
Putting their soul power to the karmic wheel
Keep on playing those mind games forever
Raising the spirit of peace and love
Love...
(I want you to make love, not war, I know you've heard it before)
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Post by Jude on Nov 14, 2003 0:03:08 GMT 1
BRING ON THE LUCIE ( FREDA PEEPLE). (1973 )
(Alright Boys, this is it, over the hill)
We don't care what flag you're waving
We don't even want to know your name
We don't care where you're from or where you're going
All we know is that you came
You're making all our decisions
We have just one request of you
That while you're thinking things over
Here's something you just better do
Free the people now
do it do it do it do it do it now,
Free the people now
do it do it do it do it do it now.
Well we were caught with our hands in the air
Don't despair paranoia's everywhere
We can shake it with love when we're scared
So let's shout it aloud like a prayer
Free the people now
do it do it do it do it do it now,
Free the people now
do it do it do it do it do it now
We understand your paranoia
But we don't want to play your game
You think you're cool and know what you are doing
666 is your name
So while you're jerking off each other
You better bear this thought in mind
Your time is up you better know it
But maybe you don't read the signs
Free the people now
do it do it do it do it do it now,
Free the people now
do it do it do it do it do it now
Well you were caught with your hands in the kill
And you still got to swallow your pill
As you slip and you slide down the hill
On the blood of the people you killed
Stop the killing now
do it do it do it do it do it now
bring on the lucie.
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Post by Jude on Nov 14, 2003 0:11:06 GMT 1
ONLY PEOPLE. ( 1973 )
Only people know just how to talk to people
only people know just how to change the world
only people realize the power of people,
well a million heads are better than one so come on,
get it on!
Well I know how we tried
and the millions of tears that we cried,
now we are hipper
we've been through the trip
and we can't be denied
with woman and man side by side,
make no mistake it's our future we're making
bake the cake and eat it too
We don't want no pig brother scene!
Only people know just how to talk to people
only people know just how to change the world
only people realize the power of people,
well a million heads are better than one so come on,
get it on!
Well it's long ovedue
there ain't nothing better to do
now we are hipper
we've been though the trip
we can fly right on thru
there's nothing on earth we can't do
fish or cut bait it's our future we're making
all together now pull the chain
We don't want no pig brother scene!
Only people know just how to talk to people
Only people know just how to change the world....
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Post by Jude on Nov 14, 2003 18:53:59 GMT 1
BEAUTIFUL BOY ( DARLING BOY ). ( 1980 )
Close your eyes
Have no fear
The monster's gone
He's on the run and your daddy's 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
It's 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 we'll both just have to be patient
'Cause it's a long way to go
A hard row to hoe
Yes it's a long way to go
But in the meantime
Before you cross the street
Take my hand
Life is what happens to you
While you're 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
It's getting better and better
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy
Darling, darling, darling
Darling Sean
('Goodnight Sean, see you in the morning, bright and early')
This is what John said about the song:
I was with Sean in the kitchen with the bread. I kept thinking: 'Well, I ought to be inspired to write about Sean'. I was going through a bit of that and when I finally gave up on thinking about writing a song about him, of course, the song came to me.
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Post by Jude on Nov 14, 2003 18:54:25 GMT 1
WATCHING THE WHEELS. ( 1980 )
People say I'm crazy doing what I'm doing
Well they give me all kinds of warnings to save me from ruin
When I say that I'm o.k. well they look at me kind of strange
Surely you're not happy now you no longer play the game
People say I'm lazy dreaming my life away
Well they give me all kinds of advice designed to enlighten me
When I tell them that I'm doing fine watching shadows on the wall
Don't you miss the big time boy you're no longer on the ball
I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round
I really love to watch them roll
No longer riding on the merry-go-round
I just had to let it go
Ah, people asking questions lost in confusion
Well I tell them there's no problem, only solutions
Well they shake their heads and they look at me as if I've lost my mind
I tell them there's no hurry
I'm just sitting here doing time
I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round
I really love to watch them roll
No longer riding on the merry-go-round
I just had to let it go
I just had to let it go
I just had to let it go
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Post by Jude on Nov 14, 2003 18:55:25 GMT 1
WOMAN. ( 1980 )
(For the other half of the sky)
Woman I can hardly express
My mixed emotions at my thoughtlessness
After all I'm forever in your debt
And woman I will try to express
My inner feelings and thankfulness
For showing me the meaning of success
Ooh, well, well
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
Ooh, well, well
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
Woman I know you understand
The little child inside of the man
Please remember my life is in your hands
And woman hold me close to your heart
However distant don't keep us apart
After all it is written in the stars
Ooh, well, well
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
Ooh, well, well
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
Well
Woman please let me explain
I never meant to cause you sorrow or pain
So let me tell you again and again and again
I love you, yeah, yeah
Now and forever
I love you, yeah, yeah
Now and forever
I love you, yeah, yeah
Now and forever
I love you, yeah, yeah
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Post by Jude on Nov 14, 2003 18:56:29 GMT 1
THE LUCK OF THE IRISH. ( 1972 )
(Co-written with Yoko Ono)
If you had the luck of the Irish
You’d be sorry and wish you were dead
You should have the luck of the Irish
And you’d 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!
Goddamn! Goddamn!
If you could keep voices like flowers
There’d 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 the death and the glory
And the poets of auld Eireland.
If we could make chains with the morning dew
The world would be like Galway Bay
Let’s 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 and the IRA
As the bastards committ genocide! Aye aye!
Genocide!
If you had the luck of the irish
You’d be sorry and wish you were dead
You should have the luck of the Irish
And you'd wish you were English instead
Yes you’d wish you were English instead.
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Post by Dr Winston on Nov 16, 2003 14:21:29 GMT 1
LUCY IN THE SKY WITH DIAMONDS. ( 1967 )
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 she's gone.
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds. Ah
Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain
Where rocking horse people eat marshmellow pies,
Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers,
That grow so incredibly high.
Newpaper taxis appear on the shore,
Waiting to take you away.
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds,
And you're gone.
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds. Ah
Picture yourself on a train in a station,
With plasticine porters with looking glass ties,
Suddenly someone is there at the turnstyle,
The girl with the kaleidoscope eyes.
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds. Ah
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds. Ah
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
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Post by Dr Winston on Dec 11, 2003 3:21:10 GMT 1
IMAGINE. (1971, Live at the Apollo)
'Some of you, er, wonder what I'm doing here with no drummers and no nothing like that. Well, you might know I lost my old band, or I left it. I'm putting, er, I'm putting an electric band together, it's not ready yet. Things like this keep coming up, so I just have to busk it. So I'm gonna sing you a song now you might know. It's called "Imagine".'
Two, three, four
Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today, ah
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
and no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions ('try')
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 I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one
('Thank you')
This is what John said about the song:
"Imagine" was a sincere statement. It was "Working Class Hero" with chocolate on. I was trying to think of it in terms of children.
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