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somewhere in ireland being cute (1963)

ringo jumpscare

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it’s crazy how when the beatles first came on the scene lots of people hated them just for being popular and sounding different, like why y’all hating on these lil boys they don’t know what’s happening either😭

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I'd like to pitch an idea for a monthly magazine: I call it "Shit John Does"

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John Lennon & George Harrison at the Futurist Theatre in Scarborough, England | 11 December 1963 © John Varley

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save me ringo starr in booty shorts... save me

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John used to drunkenly sign his name as ‘John McCartney’

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The four headed monster

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“I was never quite sure whether George Harrison liked me taking pictures of him, because he usually had such a serious face. But one day he saw me pointing my camera at him, and he started hamming it up by putting tambourines on his head, so I guess he didn’t mind.”

- Linda McCartney

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My attempt at figuring out the lyrics, open to feedback, some parts I am not so sure about.

P: Oh now, Johnny Johnny, oh Johnny Johnny, Oh Johnny Johnny, Johnny Johnny, Johnny Johnny, oh lord, Johnny boy. How we gonna tell ‘em? Why don’t we go and keep on home? Well, well, John, oh my boy. Why don’t we go and tell 'em what we’re after? Johnny, ooooh Johnny Johnny boy, tell them, the message of ours. Oh, Johnny, well, you got me, will you be my boy? Hey, take it, John. Ha!

J: Oh little boy, packing my shoes, as if I’m not gonna lose you. That’s right, hon. I’m gonna see my sister soon. She don’t wanna see me, I don’t know really what I’m gonna do. I don’t know what I’m gonna do. Well!

P: Well, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny When I call you Johnny boy Well Johnny John, oooh Johnny, when I’m calling you Well, I don’t know what I’m gonna tell 'em. That’s why I’m asking my best boy. Will you tell me, will you tell me?

J: Well I’ll tell the fellas that I’d travel with you Oh when you pull I shouldn’t be back, be back this time. I don’t know if that’s good.

P: I don’t know what I’m gonna do when I tell my father ya want me, Johnny.

J: I love you, Paul! Aaaaahh

P: You think you’d better leave, you think you follow me. Aaah Ah, we better leave right now. I’m gonna leave. Take the next bus out of town, it won’t let nobody down.

Both: Well, we’re gonna leave together, get out of town, leave together.

P: Won’t let you down. Well I don’t, well I don’t. Oh, oh, oh, oh, John John John John John John John John John John John John, oh (J: I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, know, know, know, know)

P: Well, I’ll just survive. Turn your head from, somebody else’s kiss.

J: I’m gonna leave, I’m leaving with you. Yeah, someday someday someday someday

P: Well, I’ll tell ya (J: Yeeaaaaah)

P: Well, I’ll tell ya, you’re all I want, you’re all I want, you’re all I want Let’s go get out of town. Aaah, oooooh, oh, we gotta move far, far away from this old town.

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