The Beatles
A, B, Bm, C, D, E, Em, F, G, Gb, Gbm
I am serious, you are here, I am here, we don't go together
She was a steal, let me prove 'cause they had a plan
A plan
Steady on the contrast
Waiting for the flame to go
Coverage, statistics, lookin' fuckin' wasted
Might not even feel the boredom like you find some girl at home
I'm the Eggman, I am the Eggman
I am the one who's cookin', cookin'
Mr. City Policeman, city patrol
Boy in the red
She doesn't like to look in the sky, she's got it wrong
And cry, and cry, and cry, and cry
Yellow must have told them, right before they met the end
Caledonka lifty-fisty, pony lifty-fisty, pony landing on the girlie's shoulder.
High Greenland, Turkey and man, and the war is good, good, good.
City in the England's garden, when they're from the sun.
If you saw the camera, you could take it from the standing angles, right?
I can be a good man, turkey, I can be a good man
I am the world's good, good, good, good