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

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

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.

Although Your Mind's Opaque

That ignorance and hate may mourn the dead

Working For Peanuts Is All Very Fine

The games begin to drag me down

When your prized possessions start to weigh you down

When I'm with you I want to stay there

Take a drink from his special cup

Take Your Time, Don't Hurry

In The Good And The Bad Books That I Have Read

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

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

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

Everybody seems to think I'm lazy

When I was a boy, everything was right

No sign of love behind the tears

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

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

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

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

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

Nobody can deny that there's something there

Love has a nasty habit of disappearing overnight

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

She feels good, she know she's looking fine

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