billyfivecrows

I was 11.

"John Lennon's been murdered"

I said: "Who's John Lennon?"

Things are different now.

"Here come old flat-top..."



Mama met the pig on the cobblestone way, dead.
(Daddy too drunk to not care, give me money, millionaire.)

Wide-eyed man-doe, what do you know?

Write a song with me. Aunt Mimi: "Turn it down!"

Around town...

(Harrison's too young, but he can play.

Let him in anyway: "Twelve-flight Rock" on the upper level

Of a double-decker bus.) What did you give us?

"To the toppermost of the poppermost"

That's not a wig, it's blood.

(Bust Cynthia in her mouth. Scream about it later. Hey Jude

Not yours.)

That's rude.

Four horsemen. Manson. "Yes I'm lonely...want to die..."

Eggman alive.

Grannie's glasses. All the lasses scream.

I'll be mean: You fucking junkie. Me and my monkey.

God bless Yoko for saving your life.

(FUCK YOU...they broke themselves up.)

What an ugly pup. All we are saying. Cold turkey.

Elephant's Memory. "MOTHERRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!"

Fucker. Lost weekend. May Pang. (May not pang.)

Crosseyed son. Weened at six. Do right by this one.

(Kyoko, mommy's lost her hand in the snow.)

Househusband.

Yesterday. Lorne Michaels: "Here's money"

Wings, you say? You loved him.

He loved you. How do you sleep?

Imagine.

Nobody told me.

Who you were.

But I knew.

Eat my white piano, Teddy Boy.

I love you.






"Why can't you go to the bathroom at a Beatles concert?"

"There's no John!!!!!!!!!!"