I Didn't Leave The Beatles.

I'm Not Going To Sacrifice Love, Real Love, For Any *%@$n' War Or Any Friend, Or Any Business, Because In The End You're Alone At Night.

I Always Read The Papers, The Political Bits.

Come Together, Right Now.

You Feel Alone If You're The Only One Thinking 'wouldn't It Be Nice If There Was Peace And Nobody Was Getting Killed.' So Advertise Yourself That You're For Peace If You Believe In It.

In Hamburg The Waiters Always Had Preludin - And Various Other Pills, But I Remember Preludin Because It Was Such A Big Trip - And They Were All Taking These Pills To Keep Themselves Awake, To Work These Incredible Hours In This All-night Place. And So The Waiters, When They'd See The Musicians Falling Over With Tiredness Or With Drink, They'd Give You The Pill. You'd Take The Pill, You'd Be Talking, You'd Sober Up, You Could Work Almost Endlessly - Until The Pill Wore Off, Then You'd Have To Have Another.