Singer: The Beatles

Ignorance and hatred
May mourn the dead
It is believing,
It's a faith.
That ignorance and hate
May mourn the dead;
It is believing,
It is believing.

Turn off your mind, relax
And go with the flow;
It is not death
It is not death.
Turn off your mind, relax
and float down stream;
It is not dying,
It is not dying.

The eagle pecks my eyes
The worm he licks my bones.
I feel so suicidal
As Mr. Jones from a Bob Dylan song.
Lonely, wanna die...
If I'm not dead yet,
Oh, girl, you know why.
The eagle picks my eye,
The worm he licks my bone.
I feel so suicidal
Just like Dylan's Mr. Jones.
Lonely wanna die...
If I ain't dead already,
Ooh, girl, you know the reason why.

You say you want a revolution
Well, you know,
We all want to change the world.
You're telling me that evolution is,
Well, you know,
We all want to change the world.
But when you talk about destruction
Are you sure you can cut me out of their plans?
Are you sure that everything goes as it should?
You say you want a revolution
Well, you know,
We all want to change the world.
You tell me that it's evolution,
Well, you know,
We all want to change the world.
But when you talk about destruction,
Don't you know that you can count me out?
Don't you know it's going to be alright?

Life is so short,
And new did not buy.
A lifetime is so short
A new one can't be bought.

Free as a bird.
It is best that you can imagine -
To be free like a bird.
Free as a bird
It's the next best thing to be -
Free as a bird.

I killed
For many things,
That was me yesterday... I do not need
But looking for them...
I'm taking the time
For a number of things
That weren't important yesterday...,
And I still go...

I dream of your first kiss, and then
I once again feel on my lips
A taste of honey,
A taste of honey,
The taste that is sweeter than wine.
I dream of your first kiss and then
I feel upon my lips again
A taste of honey,
A taste of honey,
Tasting much sweeter than wine.

Michelle, ma belle,
There are words that sound magical together
Very good sound together.
I need, I need, I need
You looked at me
Eyes could say
Everything that I then would not have had
Explain.
I love you.
Michelle, ma belle,
Sont les mots qui vont tres bien ensemble,
Tres bien ensemble.
I need to, I need to, I need to,
I need to make you see,
Oh what you mean to me,
Until I do I'm hoping you will know
What I mean.
I love you.

When those whose heart was broken,
Live in peace and harmony,
There is only one answer: let it be so.
And although they may leave,
There is still a chance that they will understand -
There is only one answer: let it be so.
And when the broken-hearted people
Living in the world agree,
There will be an answer: let it be.
For though they may be parted,
There is still a chance that they will see -
There will be an answer: let it be.

Maybe as a child she was taught that pain leads to pleasure?
Whether she understood the statement,
That a man should plow like an ox to deserve a day of rest?
Will she agree when he dies?
Ah, girl, girl, girl...
Ah, girl, girl, girl...
Was she told when she was young that pain would lead to pleasure?
Did she understand it when they said,
That a man must break his back to earn his day of leisure?
Will she still believe it when he's dead?
Ah, girl, girl, girl.
Ah, girl, girl, girl.

I'm back in the USSR.
You have no idea how lucky you are, boy.
Back in the USSR.
Ukrainian women just drive me crazy
West up to them Oh so far.
Looking at Muscovites, I want to sing and shout,
And Georgian women will forever remain in my memory.
I'm back in the U. S. S. R.
You don't know how lucky you are boy.
Back in the U. S. S. R.
Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out,
They leave the West behind.
And Moscow girls make me sing and shout,
The Georgians always on my mind.

Why she had to leave? Don't know, she said,
I said something wrong... I so want to go back in yesterday.
Why she had to go? I don't know, she wouldn't say,
I said something wrong, now I long for yesterday.

My world nothing's gonna change.
Nothing's gonna change my world.