John Lennon Lyrics

Head on the wall

Head on the wall

And my piss hardly makes the stall

And this time it's not an act

This time I swear it's fact



Now I ramble on

About that girl who's gone

And I tried teaching her guitar

Now she's standing at the bar



She tells me her favourite song

And I say: "Yeah, that's a good one"

She says it follows her around

No shit, it's by the Beatles



I'm so lost

And I live just around the corner

Well here's a thought

Get Frank McCourt to write the forward



Well I'm John Lennon

It's sixty seven

(x4)