Pussywillowsandpancakes by Mark Manthei Lyrics
Long After John
It's been over thirty years since the news
Became the tears running down my face
And I remember I was here but he was gone
While the sun was shining on the human race
Even in the place where night had fallen
I could feel his warm embrace
Imagine there's no heaven, it's easy
Once you've tried the other place
The Beatle that invented them went beyond
Pandamonium and up against the chiefs
I watched the news as he used the press
To screw establishment by selling peace
Then became a spy to those who tried
To let the innocence float on the breeze
As the war machine kept squeeky clean
While fat man dined on bigger dreams
CHORUS
Long after John the notes kept ringing
Long after John we all kept singing
Long after John it's as if the all the songs we sung were in vain.......But not by him .......not ever again
I felt the shame of having the same
First name of someone who kills for crazy
I've been in the place where the tears of grace
Fell through the years that even gave us 1980
I didn't sleep a wink that night for I was
Frightened by the answers that came easy
And I felt like hell as if the devil
Himself had told me that he hates me
It must be dumb luck to be a middle class smuck
I mean who the fuck is gonna stop the war machine
Word and Music by Mark Manthei copyright Feb 21 2011
It's been over thirty years since the news
Became the tears running down my face
And I remember I was here but he was gone
While the sun was shining on the human race
Even in the place where night had fallen
I could feel his warm embrace
Imagine there's no heaven, it's easy
Once you've tried the other place
The Beatle that invented them went beyond
Pandamonium and up against the chiefs
I watched the news as he used the press
To screw establishment by selling peace
Then became a spy to those who tried
To let the innocence float on the breeze
As the war machine kept squeeky clean
While fat man dined on bigger dreams
CHORUS
Long after John the notes kept ringing
Long after John we all kept singing
Long after John it's as if the all the songs we sung were in vain.......But not by him .......not ever again
I felt the shame of having the same
First name of someone who kills for crazy
I've been in the place where the tears of grace
Fell through the years that even gave us 1980
I didn't sleep a wink that night for I was
Frightened by the answers that came easy
And I felt like hell as if the devil
Himself had told me that he hates me
It must be dumb luck to be a middle class smuck
I mean who the fuck is gonna stop the war machine
Word and Music by Mark Manthei copyright Feb 21 2011