John Lennon Songtext
I watched your son
Massage his mum
Your wife
The fluxus one
Imagine that
And with a head full of K to boot
Imagine this
My soul clenched like a fist
Homing my way home
Around your own
Yoko stopped me upon the spiral stair
These words she poured into my horse tranquil glare
You remind of my husband
He was singer too you know
You remind of my husband
I thought to myself Christ
1980 that was fucking ages ago
What a length of time to remain fallow
When some things get going
They really stay gone
Nothing can ever grow where they used to bеlong
When I reach out for your glory
All I can touch is your curse
What′s going on right now mothеr?
How do you swallow that verse?
Why don't you say it in person?
Why don′t you forgo the flesh?
What's going on right now mother?
Better cut out what is left Out what is dead
Massage his mum
Your wife
The fluxus one
Imagine that
And with a head full of K to boot
Imagine this
My soul clenched like a fist
Homing my way home
Around your own
Yoko stopped me upon the spiral stair
These words she poured into my horse tranquil glare
You remind of my husband
He was singer too you know
You remind of my husband
I thought to myself Christ
1980 that was fucking ages ago
What a length of time to remain fallow
When some things get going
They really stay gone
Nothing can ever grow where they used to bеlong
When I reach out for your glory
All I can touch is your curse
What′s going on right now mothеr?
How do you swallow that verse?
Why don't you say it in person?
Why don′t you forgo the flesh?
What's going on right now mother?
Better cut out what is left Out what is dead
