Originally posted by Ramiri15
Sometimes when I'm all alone I close the curtains and listen to Abbey Road π³.
Oh Darling, if you can't find love in an
octopus' garden, then just hit'em in the head with
Maxwell's silver hammer and they will
come together like
mean Mr. Mustard and
Polythene Pam and create
something for
her majesty that won't force you to
carry that weight all on your own. You were such a
sun king that even though
she came in through the bathroom window looking to brighten up your day from your total gloom
because we all thought you were worth the effort and yet,
you never give me your money.
In the end you will find yourself singing
Here comes the sun while waiting to experience
golden slumbers on your way to Abbey Road.