John Lennon – ArkellsBy Head on the wallAnd my piss hardly makes the stallAnd this time it’s not an actThis time I swear it’s factNow I ramble onAbout that girl who’s goneAnd I tried teaching her guitarNow she’s standing at the barShe tells me her favourite songAnd I say, “Yeah, that’s a good one”She says it follows her aroundNo shit, it’s by the BeatlesI’m so lostAnd I live just around the cornerWell here’s a thoughtGet Frank McCourt to write the forewordAnd I’m John Lennon in ’67I’m John Lennon in ’67I’m John Lennon in ’67I’m John Lennon in ’67Adam’s in love againAnd the good Rev wants to jam insteadMorgan’s hearing none of itShe says we’re doing it againThe neighbourhood’s up in armsThey’re trying to shut down all the barsWhen everyone’s a private eyeThey’re hiding in the bushes every nightThe cats square off in the streetThe dogs go through the garbageYou wanna stay for the night tonight?Well I know all about platonic, honeyI’m so lostAnd I live just around the cornerWell here’s a thoughtGet Frank McCourt to write the forewordAnd I’m John Lennon in ’67I’m John Lennon in ’67I’m John Lennon in ’67I’m John Lennon in ’67Head on the wallAnd my piss hardly makes the stallAnd this time it’s not an actI’m so lostAnd I live just around the cornerWell here’s a thoughtGet Frank McCourt to write the forewordAnd I’m John Lennon in ’67I’m John Lennon in ’67I’m John Lennon in ’67I’m John Lennon in ’67Go! www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20