You say high, I say low,
You say stop, and I say go, go, go!
Oh, no!
You say goodbye, and I say hello
Hello hello
I don’t know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Nice song of contradictions, good old John and Paul. This song cheers me up because it makes no sense at all. Do you think I could’ve been part of the Beatles?
You say America, I say Afghanistan…
Oh, no!
I like Joe Cocker’s “A Little Help from my Friends” better than the original Beatles version. And then I had the urge for Led Zeppelin’s Kashmir. Plant in a pot! My soundtrack for the day is Crimson and Clover on repeat. And the (Beatles Anthology 3) Strawberry Fields transformation from a simple acoustic song to the full orchestra final shattered my heart, and the cleaning lady had to sweep up the burst Kala pieces and put them in the Atomic Separation-Rebuilder booth, which is the only reason why I’m back to occupying space and having weight. I’m all atoms once again, thank you very much. Yes, it’s good to be human again. When I was in elementary and drawing those molecules in Science class, I used to feel a wee bit sorry for the electrons, because they were always awkward-looking on the outside.
