The Beatles-Rubber Soul And Revolver-Match The Answer To The Lyric

That ignorance and hate may mourn the dead

Take Your Time, Don't Hurry

Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door

Had you come some other day then it might not have been like this

When I was a boy, everything was right

Full speed ahead Mr. Boatswain, full speed ahead. Full speed ahead it is, Sgt. Cut the cable, drop the cable. Aye, Sir, aye. Captain, Captain.

Take a drink from his special cup

Sont Des Mots Qui Vont Tres Bien Ensemble

Love me while you can, before I'm a dead old man

Everybody seems to think I'm lazy

I Told Her I Didn't And Crawled Off To Sleep In The Bath

I feel as though you ought to know that I've been good, as good as I can be

I Wouldn't Mind If I Knew What I Was Missing

And these memories lose their meaning when I think of love as something new

Nobody can deny that there's something there

She feels good, she know she's looking fine

The games begin to drag me down

Let this be a sermon I mean everything I've said

In The Good And The Bad Books That I Have Read

Although Your Mind's Opaque

No sign of love behind the tears

A man must break his back to earn his day of leisure?

Love has a nasty habit of disappearing overnight

When I'm with you I want to stay there

Don't ask me what I want it for, if you don't want to pay some more

Did you mean to break my heart and watch me die?

Working For Peanuts Is All Very Fine