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
Yellow Submarine
I'm Only Sleeping
Got to Get You into My Life
I Want to Tell You
Eleanor Rigby
Love You To
Good Day Sunshine
And Your Bird Can Sing
She Said She Said
Tomorrow Never Knows
Doctor Robert
For No One
Taxman
Here, There and Everywhere
