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It's the prize that he wanted when he loaded the gun
And each time he's mentioned, murder is done
So, who killed John Lennon? 
A no one

He's on TV
sees it
And he puts his money down

John Oaks, John Oaks
John Oaks, John Oaks

One day at the demonstration
John Oaks was standing up
He arrived
of tools and cranks
Now there's no one that we're certain the Kremlin doesn't touch
We think that Westbrook Pegler doth protest a bit too much
We only hail
tuners
Plus I'm doing shows daily call me John Stewart
So who you know that's iller than Mac Miller and company
It's like I planted money seeds right
law, undenied
And most of all I dreamed I forgot the day John Kennedy died

I dreamed that I could do the job that others hadn't done
I dreamed that
We could move
This place is a pit anyhow!
The landlord's a nazi!

Imagine. No posessions.
That's what John Lennon said
And you know how much
what married people do
Oh, John, come on
(I don’t care what you are)

Let’s do what Mary and Joseph did
(I want to marry you)
Without the kid
(I
Michelle
The Beatles
Music & Lyrics : John Lennon - Paul McCartney

Michelle, ma belle.
These are words that go together well,
My Michelle.
to wait
For the sound of Jilted John

Virginia Wade was winning our hearts
She made us want to live
Vicious and his brothers
Were trying to set us free
But
Michelle
The Beatles
Music & Lyrics : John Lennon - Paul McCartney

Michelle, ma belle.
These are words that go together well,
My Michelle.
alone, 
Your Mama used to love you but your Mama's gone 

Little John say what a fool I be, 
Hot tone woman make a monkey outa me, 
Life gets lonesome
No, that one's Jerry Seinfeld
That one's John Lennon there
No, the Dakota
The San Remo is up a few blocks
Have you been inside the Museum?
We
No, that one's Jerry Seinfeld
That one's John Lennon there
No, the Dakota
The San Remo is up a few blocks
Have you been inside the Museum?
We
don't take no mastermind
To figure what she wrote

And she said
"Dear John, I'm moving on;
By this time I'm gonna be long gone.
Dear John, c'est la
Money means nothing
My people mean everything
Promise when I got little more money that I will never change
Plus still the same
I kept my fig
It's 'cause someone upstairs wants it that way
If the Doors or John Lennon were getting started now
The industry wouldn't sign 'em in a million years
Lennon
No one wants to be lonely, no one wants to sing the blues

She's perched like a parrot on his tuxedo shoulder
Christ, what's she doing with him
to mine?
Or if you want to march down Market,
I would like to be there by your side.

All I wanted was,
All I needed was,
In your hands.

Now I know
that city, the city of God

John saw the lion lay down by the lamb
I want to know everything about that land
John saw the day but he did not see
ready for you
All the Becky's want a uncle Tom Sawyer
Race draft first pick
John Lennon for Don Lemon
Omarosa for a palm tree
Your lil' son see we
and take me a walk
It might make me feel better
I guess I'll go on by ol', ol' John's cabin
See what's happenin' down there

Sounds like the joints
of you who care enough to wonder why
Let me tell you
It all started back in 1957 when ole Walt Disney took him by surprise
Thats the day Old Yeller died
through fresh like John Lennon
My wrist a haircut, I’m not kidding
They dig all the shit that I’m kicking
I just bought my bitch some new titties
You
Written by john lennon and paul mccartney.


Well, she was just seventeen,
You know what I mean,
And the way she looked
Was way beyond compare.
I
I gave my heart, gave my time 
And I got nothin
So it shouldn't be surprising 
This letter I'm writin 
That you there by yourself
Do you remember what