As Far As Art's Concerned, I Probably

We Were Pretty Good Mates Until The Beatles Started To Split Up And Yoko Came Into It. It Was More Like Old Army Buddies Splitting Up On Account Of Wedding Bells.

I Used To Go Round To Aunt Mimi's House And John Would Be At The Typewriter, Which Was Fairly Unusual In Liverpool. None Of My Mates Even Knew What A Typewriter Was. Well They Knew What It Was But They Didn't Hae One. Nobody Had One.

If I Were Dead, I Would Be The Last To Know.

Putting Two Songs Together, I've Always Loved That Trick When It Works.

It's As Serious As Anyone Ever Gets, You Know. It's Just Words. It's Just Good Poetry.