John-fuckin-lennon

You never give me your money
          You only give me your funny paper
          And in the middle of negotiations
          You break down
          
          I never give you my number
          I only give you my situation
          And in the middle of investigation
          I break down
          
          Out of college, money spent
          See no future, pay no rent
          All the money's gone, nowhere to go
          Any jobber got the sack
          Monday morning, turning back
          Yellow lorry slow, nowhere to go
          But oh, that magic feeling, nowhere to go
          Oh, that magic feeling
          Nowhere to go, nowhere to go
          
          One sweet dream
          Pick up the bags and get in the limousine
          Soon we'll be away from here
          Step on the gas and wipe that tear away
          One sweet dream came true today
          Came true today
          Came true today (yes, it did)
          
          One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
          All good children go to Heaven
          
          One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
          All good children go to Heaven
          
          One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
          All good children go to Heaven
          
          One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
          All good children go to Heaven
          
          One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
          All good children go to Heaven
          
          One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
          All good children go to Heaven
          
          One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
          All good children go to Heaven

Ahhhh
          Here come the Sun King
          Here come the Sun King
          Everybody's laughing
          Everybody's happy
          Here come the Sun King
          Quando para mucho mi amore de felice corazon
          Mundo paparazzi mi amore chica ferdi parasol
          Questo obrigado tanta mucho que can eat it carousel
          
          
          

Oh, listen to that now
          Oh, look out, it's
          
          She came in through the bathroom window
          Protected by a silver spoon
          But now she sucks her thumb and wanders
          By the banks of her own lagoon
          
          Didn't anybody tell her?
          Didn't anybody see?
          Sunday's on the phone to Monday
          Tuesday's on the phone to me
          
          She said she'd always been a dancer
          She worked at fifteen clubs a day
          And though she thought I knew the answer
          Well, I knew what I could not say
          
          And so I quit the police department
          And got myself a steady job
          And though she tried her best to help me
          She could steal but she could not rob
          
          Didn't anybody tell her?
          Didn't anybody see?
          Sunday's on the phone to Monday
          Tuesday's on the phone to me
          Oh yeah

I've got a word or two
          To say about the things that you do
          You're telling all those lies
          About the good things that we can have
          If we close our eyes
          
          Do what you want to do
          And go where you're going to
          Think for yourself
          'Cause I won't be there with you
          
          I left you far behind
          The ruins of the life that you had in mind
          And though you still can't see
          I know your mind's made up
          You're gonna cause more misery
          
          Do what you want to do
          And go where you're going to
          Think for yourself
          'Cause I won't be there with you
          
          Although your mind's opaque
          Try thinking more if just for your own sake
          The future still looks good
          And you've got time to rectify
          All the things that you should
          
          Do what you want to do
          And go where you're going to
          Think for yourself
          'Cause I won't be there with you
          
          Do what you want to do
          And go where you're going to
          Think for yourself
          'Cause I won't be there with you
          Think for yourself
          'Cause I won't be there with you
          

Ya hay una película sobre que paso en el viaje de Barcelona entre John y brian y otra sobre que paso en el encuentro de John y Paul en el 70 ahora...
          
          Necesito una  película sobre QUE PASO en el viaje de paul y John en paris.

Que clase de trastornado escribe las historias que terminó leyendo.
          

Dexter Morgan <3

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