Getting Out Of One Car And Getting

You Feel Alone If You're The Only One Thinking 'wouldn't It Be Nice If There Was Peace And Nobody Was Getting Killed.' So Advertise Yourself That You're For Peace If You Believe In It.

Where Do People Get Off Saying The Beatles Should Give $200,000,000 To South America? You Know, America Has Poured Billions Into Places Like That. It Doesn't Mean A Damn Thing. After They've Eaten That Meal, Then What? It Lasts For Only A Day. After The $200,000,000 Is Gone, Then What? It Goes Round And Round In Circles. You Can Pour Money In Forever. After Peru, Then Harlem, Then Britain. There Is No One Concert. We Would Have To Dedicate The Rest Of Our Lives To One World Concert Tour, And I'm Not Ready For It. Not In This Lifetime, Anyway.

It's Just Natural, It's Not A Great Disaster. People Keep Talking About It Like It's The End Of The Earth. It's Only A Rock Group That Split Up, It's Nothing Important. You Know, You Have All The Old Records There If You Want To Reminisce.

Nobody Controls Me. I'm Uncontrollable. The Only One Who Can Control Me Is Me, And Even That's Barely Possible.

In Hamburg The Waiters Always Had Preludin - And Various Other Pills, But I Remember Preludin Because It Was Such A Big Trip - And They Were All Taking These Pills To Keep Themselves Awake, To Work These Incredible Hours In This All-night Place. And So The Waiters, When They'd See The Musicians Falling Over With Tiredness Or With Drink, They'd Give You The Pill. You'd Take The Pill, You'd Be Talking, You'd Sober Up, You Could Work Almost Endlessly - Until The Pill Wore Off, Then You'd Have To Have Another.