Al ritmo de los

Beat-less

I do write no text, no song, no novel book
I want to be a paperback reader
Sitting in my nowhere land
In a yellow subsequent
Whisp’ring words of wisdom
As my trouble seems so far away

Let me escape and fly and not return
From the lonely hearts club room
Dreaming love be all I need
Whisp’ring words of others
And the song remains the same

I once had a girl
My Michelle
I once had a girl
Penny Lane
I am the walrus
Scrambling down Abbey Road
With a silver hammer
Eight days a week

I do write no text, no song, no novel book
I wanna be a paperback reader
Sitting in my nowhere land
In a yellow subsequent
But when I get home to you
All my trouble dies away

From love with me to you
Into cranberry fields for ever
For I believe in yesterday
While mother Mary comes to me
And Lucy plays with diamonds
Isn’t she a bit like you and me

My friends go all from board
Leave the yellow snow behind
The lunatic is in my hall
And the song remains the same

I crawl a cracked and broken path
Looking at all the lonely people
With my silver hammer
I write my paper back and forth
A sermon that no one will hear

And my mother calls to me
Let it be
Just let it be
So I set to fire
Wasn’t it good
Peace in the neighbourhood
And hope for deliverance