Love Thy Neighbour†††††††††††††††††††††††††††††† †††††††††††††††© John Birch 2015.††† Page 2

 

You tell Elvis, to stop moving his hips in such a repulsive fashion. So he does. Elvis

never dances.

 

You burn Beatles records on bonfires. Saying, rock íní roll is devilís music.

 

You say, ďYouíve got to stop, because youíre giving us the hee-bee gee-beesĒ. Disco

music lost.

 

The entire problem is that you donít love your neighbour.

 

 

 

Paul McCartney, is your friend. You enjoyed, the 1960ís, and 1970ís, so much,

because of Paul McCartney. To steal off, Paul McCartney, is wrong.

 

 

 

††††††† †††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††Just A Lad From Liverpool That Got Lucky I Guess?