Ah-ah, Mr. Wilson
A sermon that no-one will hear
I think they're crazy
What you've got means such a lot to me
Running my hands through her hair
Every one of us has all we need
I know what it's like to be dead
I feel good in a special way
Your prized possessions start to weigh you down
No sign of love behind the tears
If you are down he'll pick you up
All those words they seem to slip away
You knew I wanted just to hold you
Turn off your mind relax and float downstream
I'm Only Sleeping
She Said She Said
Yellow Submarine
Taxman
And Your Bird Can Sing
For No One
Eleanor Rigby
Tomorrow Never Knows
I Want to Tell You
Got to Get You into My Life
Good Day Sunshine
Here, There and Everywhere
Doctor Robert
Love You To
