Take me to your daddy's farm
The clouds will be a daisy chain
The Walrus was Paul
Desmond stays at home and does his pretty face
Honey pie
Not when he looked so fierce
I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping
I need a fix 'cuz I'm going down
Hold your head up, you silly girl
Curse Sir Walter Raleigh; he was such a stupid git
You were only waiting for this moment to be free
Clutching forks and knives to eat the bacon
Doc, it's only a scratch
You were in a car crash, and you lost your hair
No one will be watching us
Love you whenever we're together
Half of what I say is meaningless
I Will
Why Don't We Do It In the Road?
Dear Prudence
Don't Pass Me By
The Coninuing Saga of Bungalow Bill
Happiness is a Warm Gun
Glass Onion
Martha My Dear
Piggies
Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da
Wild Honey Pie
While My Guitar Gently Weeps
Back in the U.S.S.R.
Blackbird
I'm So Tired
Julia
Rocky Raccoon
