AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA HE BEATS WOMEN, AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA HE BEATS WOMEN, AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH
Lets count to 5, I'll start
1
Why is he sniffing a pepsi?
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Picture yourself in a flat on a river
With unruly wife and unfolded pants
So then she calls you, you answer quite slowly
A girl with the two blackened eyes
Cellophane icepacks of aqua and white
Towering over her cheeks
Look for the girl with the blood in her eyes
And she's gone
Punch her in the eye with left hooks
Follow her down to a phone by a foyer
Where rubber eared neighbors hear her pitiful cries
Everyone smiles as you swing past her hands
That strike so incredibly slow
Constable Winston appears on the street
Waiting to take you away
Climb in the back with your hands in the cuffs
And you're gone
Punch her in the eye with right jabs
Picture yourself on a stand in a trial
With Hasidic lawyers with looking glass ties
Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile
The girl with the two blackened eyes
Blackeye stinging in the tears eye
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this swelling to subside
Blackeye stinging in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this mascara to dry
Blackeye cry
Blackeye cry
Into the light of the dark black night
Blackeye cry
Blackeye sigh
Into the light of the dark black night.
Blackeye stinging in the blurry eye
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for the cops to arrive
You were only waiting for more of her lies
You were only waiting for the other fist to fly
Wow you're still talking about this
Got a good reason
For knocking the old hag out now
Got a good reason
For slapping some sense in that lass now
He was a wife beater
Rolling pin swordsman
She took it so long
She blacked out
She blacked out
She's a big teaser
She took me half the way there
She's a big teaser
He took her by the hair, now
He was a wife beater
Marital rapist
It took her so long to cum hard
And he came hard
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Tried to please her
She only played the victim
Tried to please her
She only cried to stop right now
He was a wife beater
Irish sunglasses
It took her so long to black out
And she blacked out
Wife beater, wife beater, yeah
Wife beater, wife beater, yeah
Love, love me do
You know I'll slap you
I'll always be rude
So please, love me do
Whoa, love me do
Love, love me do
You know Ill slap you
I'll always beat you
So please, love me do
Whoa, love me do
Someone to scare
Somebody weak
Someone to choke
Someone like you
Love, love me do
You know I'll jab you
I'll always beat you
So please, love me do
Whoa, love me do
Love, love me do
You know I'll thump you
I'll always beat you
So please, love me do
Whoa, love me do
Yeah, love me do
Whoa, oh, love me do
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby picks up the ice in the pack where a beating has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window, wearing the face like cartchers mitt behind home plate
Who is it for?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
Singer John Lennon beating his wife for a reason that isn't all there
No one comes near
Look at him working, training his wife in the night when there's nobody there
What does he care?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby bruised in the face and was crying along with his name
Nobody came
Singer John Lennon wiping the blood from his hands as he walks from the waif
No one was saved
All the lonely people (Ah, look at all the lonely people)
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people (Ah, look at all the lonely people)
Where do they all belong?
You tell me that you've got everything you want
And my fist can swing
But you don't get me, you don't get me
You say you've seen seven lovers and your clam is pink
But you can't see me, you can't see me
When your bruised eye sockets start to weigh you down
Look in my direction, I'll 'round house, I'll 'round house
When your face is broken will it bring you down
You may be awoken, I'll be 'round, I'll be 'round
You tell me that you've felt every punch I land
And your soul can hear
But you can't fear me, you can't fear me
Snorting coke
cringe
WOMEN:"I didn't know John Lennon invented hip-hop, WOOOW!
10/10 I kek'd hard
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this is the best one.
no one cares what you think faggot
Pure gold
Someone pls take a print of that
Kek,are you all the same guy?
>Epstein mentioned that he had just finished his (ghost-written) autobiography. Lennon, who enjoyed getting under Epstein’s skin, asked for the book’s title.
>“A Cellarful of Noise,” Epstein replied.
>“How about ‘A Cellarful of Boys,’ " Lennon countered.
>Getting into the spirit, Epstein offered “A Cellarful of Goys,” though he wasn’t sure the Beatles knew the meaning of the term.
>“No, no,” said Lennon, “I’ve got the perfect title -- ‘Queer Jew.’ ”
>When Lennon was recording “Baby, You’re A Rich Man,” he occasionally switched the lyrics to “Baby, You’re A Rich Jew,” to the anguish of the group's producer. At his most provocative, Lennon often addressed Epstein to his face as a “rich fag Jew.”
What did he mean by this?
That's a McCartney song
I'm so tired, I haven't beat my wife
I'm so tired, my mind is on her strife
I wonder should I get up and beat with her with my fife
No, no, no
I'm so tired I don't know what to do
I'm so tired my fist is set on you
I wonder should I beat you but I know what you would do
You'd say I'm jabbin you on
But it's no joke, it's doing you harm
You know I can't sleep, I can't stop my hand
You know it's three weeks, You'll understand
You know I'd give you everything I've got
For a little peace of mind
I'm so tired, I'm feeling so upset
Although I'm so tired I'll have another tete a tete
And curse your ugly mother
She's such a stupid twit
You'd say I'm laying it on
But it's no joke, it's doing me harm
You know I can't sleep, I've got blood on my hands
You know it's three weeks, You'll understand
You know I'd give you everything I've got
For a little peace of mind
I'd give you everything I've got
For a little peace of mind
I'd give you everything I've got
For a little peace of mind
(Madame, Madame, Madame, how about another one?)
yes
Desmond has a right hook in the dining room
Molly is the harpy in a house
Desmond says to Molly "girl I hate your face"
And Molly says this as she takes his strong right hand
Ob-la-di ob-la-da life goes on bra
La-la how the wife nags on
Ob-la-di ob-la-da life goes on bra
La-la how the wife nags on
Desmond takes a trolley to the sporting stores
Buys a brand new shiney cricket bat (cricket bat?)
Takes it back to Molly waiting at the door
And as he gives it to her she begins to cry (cry)
Ob-la-di ob-la-da life goes on bra
La-la how the wife nags on
Ob-la-di ob-la-da life goes on bra
La-la how the wife nags on, yeah (No)
In a couple of years they have built
A long rap sheet
With a couple of kids running in the yard
Of Desmond and Molly Jones
(Ah ha ha ha ha ha)
Happy ever after in the dining room
Desmond lets the children lend a hand (Swing! Swat!)
Molly stays at home and does her swollen face
And in the evening she still takes it with such grace
Yes, ob-la-di ob-la-da life goes on bra
La-la how the wife nags on (Ha ha ha)
Hey, ob-la-di ob-la-da life goes on bra
La-la how the wife nags on
In a couple of years they have built
A home sweet home
With a couple of kids running in the yard
Of Desmond and Molly Jones
(Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)
Yeah, ob-la-di ob-la-da life goes on bra
La-la how the wife nags on
Yeah, ob-la-di ob-la-da life goes on bra
La-la how the wife nags on
And if you want some fun
Take ob-la-di ob-la-da
(Thank you, uh, ha ha ha!)
Post moar wife beating parodies, that shit's funny
Since you've been round
I want no one
To talk to me
It's not the same
But you're to blame
It's plain to see
So go away and leave me alone
Don't bother me
I can't believe
That you would keep
Within my sight
It's just not right
Where every night
I'm pissed off my mind
I've got no time for you right now
Don't bother me
I know I'll never be the same
If I don't kick you out again
Because I know you'll always be
A pain in the ass for me
But while you're here
Please don't come near
just stay away
I'll let them know
When you've gone home
Until that day
Don't come around leave me alone
Don't bother me
I've got no time for you right now
Don't bother me