Hold on John, John hold on
It's gonna be alright
You gonna win the fight
Hold on Yoko, Yoko hold on
It's gonna be alright
You gonna make the flight
When you're by yourself
And there's no-one else
You just have yourself
And you tell yourself
Just to hold on
Cookie!
Hold on world, world hold on
It's gonna be alright
You gonna see the light
When you're one
Really one
Well, you get things done
Like they've never been done
So hold on

I told you before, stay away from my door
Don't give me that brother, brother, brother, brother
The freaks on the phone, won't leave me alone
So don't give me that brother, brother, brother, brother No!
I, I found out!
I, I found out!
Now that I showed you what I been through
Don't take nobody's word what you can do
There ain't no Jesus gonna come from the sky
Now that I found out I know I can cry
I, I found out!
I, I found out!
Some of you sitting there with your cock in your hand
Don't get you nowhere don't make you a man
I heard something 'bout my Ma and my Pa
They didn't want me so they made me a star
I, I found out!
I, I found out!
Old Hare Krishna got nothing on you
Just keep you crazy with nothing to do
Keep you occupied with pie in the sky
There ain't no guru who can see through your eyes
I, I found out!
I, I found out!
I seen through junkies, I been through it all
I seen religion from Jesus to Paul
Don't let them fool you with dope and cocaine
No one can harm you, feel your own pain
I, I found out!
I, I found this out!
I, I found out!

As soon as your born they make you feel small,
By giving you no time instead of it all,
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school,
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool,
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years,
Then they expect you to pick a career,
When you can't really function you're so full of fear,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV,
And you think you're so clever and classless and free,
But you're still fucking peasents as far as I can see,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
There's room at the top they are telling you still,
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill,
If you want to be like the folks on the hill,
A working class hero is something to be.
A working class hero is something to be.
If you want to be a hero well just follow me,
If you want to be a hero well just follow me.

People say we got it made,
Don't they know we're so afraid,
Isolation,
We're afraid to be alone,
Everybody got to have a home,
I-Isolation.
Just a boy and a little girl,
Trying to change the whole wide world,
I-Isolation,
The world is just a little town,
Everybody trying to put us down,
I-I-Isolation.
I don't expect you to understand,
After you caused so much pain,
But then again you're not to blame,
You're just a human, a victim of the insane.
We're afraid of everyone,
Afraid of the sun,
I-I-Isolation,
The sun will never disappear,
But the world may not have many years,
I-I-Isolation!

Remember when you were young,
How the hero was never hung,
Always got away,
Remember how the man,
Used to leave you empty handed,
Always, always let you down,
If you ever change your mind,
About leaving it all behind,
Remember, remember today.
Don't you worry,
'Bout what you've done,
Don't feel sorry,
'Bout the way it's gone.
Remember when you were small,
How people seemed so tall,
Always had their way,
Do you remember your ma and pa,
Just wishing for movie stardom
Always, always playing a part,
If you ever feel so sad,
And the whole world is driving you mad,
Remember, remember today.
Don't feel sorry,
'Bout the way it's gone,
Don't you worry,
'Bout what you've done,
Remember, remember the fifth of November.

Love is real, real is love,
Love is feeling, feeling love,
Love is wanting to be loved.
Love is touch, touch is love,
Love is reaching, reaching love,
Love is asking to be loved.
Love is you,
You and me,
Love is knowing,
We can be.
Love is free, free is love,
Love is living, living love,
Love is needing to be loved.

Well well well oh well well well well oh well,
I took my loved one out to dinner,
So we could get a bite to eat,
And though we both had been much thinner,
She looked so beautiful I could eat her,
Well well well oh well well well well oh well.
I took my loved one to a big field,
So we could watch the english sky,
We both were nervous feeling guilty,
And neither one of us knew just why,
Well well well oh well well well well oh well.
Well well well oh well well well well oh well....
We sat and talked of revolution,
Just like two liberals in the sun,
We talked of womens liberation,
And how the hell we could get things done,
Well well well oh well well well oh well,
I took my loved one to a big field,
So we could catch the english sky,
We both were nervous feeling guilty,
And neither one of us knew just why,
Well well well oh well well well oh well.
Well well well oh well well well oh well....

OK? (yes sir)
Look at me,
Who am I supposed to be?
Who am I supposed to be?
Look at me,
What am I supposed to be?
What am I supposed to be?
Look at me,
Oh my love, oh my love.
Here I am,
What am I supposed to do?
What am I supposed to do?
Here I am,
What can I do for you?
What can I do for you?
Here I am,
Oh my love, oh my love.
Look at me, oh please look at me, my love,
Here I am - Oh my love.
Who am I?
Nobody knows but me,
Nobody knows but me,
Who am I?
Nobody else can see,
Just you and me,
Who are we?
Oh my love, oh my love.
Oh my love...

God is a concept,
By which we can measure,
Our pain,
I'll say it again,
God is a concept,
By which we can measure,
Our pain,
I don't believe in magic,
I don't believe in I-ching,
I don't believe in bible,
I don't believe in tarot,
I don't believe in Hitler,
I don't believe in Jesus,
I don't believe in Kennedy,
I don't believe in Buddha,
I don't believe in mantra,
I don't believe in Gita,
I don't believe in yoga,
I don't believe in kings,
I don't believe in Elvis,
I don't believe in Zimmerman,
I don't believe in Beatles,
I just believe in me,
Yoko and me,
And that's reality.
The dream is over,
What can I say?
The dream is over,
Yesterday,
I was dreamweaver,
But now I'm reborn,
I was the walrus,
But now I'm John,
And so dear friends,
You just have to carry on,
The dream is over.

My mummy's dead,
I can't get it through my head,
Though it's been so many years,
My mummy's dead,
It's hard to explain,
So much pain,
I could never show it,
My mummy's dead.