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Wonsaponatime was released alongside, and contains a selection of tracks from 1998’s Anthology
Wonsaponatime was released alongside, and contains a selection of tracks from 1998’s Anthology
I’m Losing You from the 16-track Double Fantasy/Milk and Honey sessions, 1980
Produced by John Lennon, Yoko Ono and Jack Douglas
John Lennon: vocal and electric guitar
Rick Nielsen: guitar
Tom Petersson: bass
Bun E. Carlos: drums
George Small: electric piano
Working Class Hero from the 8-track Plastic Ono Band sessions, 1970
Produced by John and Yoko and Phil Spector
John Lennon: vocal and acoustic guitar
God from the 8-track Plastic Ono Band sessions, 1970
Produced by John and Yoko and Phill Spector
John Lennon: vocal and acoustic guitar
Ringo Starr: drums
Klaus Voormann: bass
How Do You Sleep? from the 8-track Imagine sessions, 1971
Produced by John and Yoko and Phil Spector
John Lennon: vocal and electric guitar
Klaus Voorman: bass
Nicky Hopkins: electric piano
Alan White: drums
George Harrison: slide guitar
Imagine take 1 from the 8-track Imagine sessions 1971
Produced by John and Yoko and Phil Spector
John Lennon: Vocal and piano
Alan White: drums
John Barham: harmonium
Klaus Voormann: bass
Nicky Hopkins: electric piano
Baby Please Don’t Go from the 8-track Imagine sessions, 1971
Produced by John and Yoko and Phil Spector
John Lennon: vocal and electric guitar
Jim Gordon: drums
Klaus Voormann: bass
Bobby Keys: saxophone
Oh My Love the 8-track Imagine sessions, 1971
Produced by John and Yoko and Phil Spector
John Lennon: vocal and piano
Nicky Hopkins: electric piano
Klaus Voormann: bass
George Harrison: electric guitar
God Save Us John’s guide vocal on the 8-track master
for Bill Elliott and Elastic Oz Band, 1971
Produced by John and Yoko and Phil Spector
I Found Out home recording, 1970
John Lennon: vocal and acoustic guitar
Woman Is the Nigger of the World live at Madison Square Garden, performance from show 2, 1972
Produced by Yoko Ono
John Lennon: vocal and electric guitar
Stan Bronstein: saxophone
Wayne “Tex” Gabriel: lead guitar
John Ward: bass
Gary Van Scyoc: bass
Jim Keltner: drums
Rick Frank: drums
Adam Ippolito: keyboards
Yoko Ono: electric piano
“A Kiss Is Just A Kiss” vignette, home recording
Be Bop A Lula from the 16-track Rock’N’Roll NYC sessions, 1974
Produced by John Lennon
Rip It Up/Ready Teddy from the 16-track Rock’N’Roll NYC session, 1971
Produced by John Lennon
What You Got
home recording, 1971
John Lennon: vocal and acoustic guitar
Nobody Loves You When You’re Down and Out from the 16-track Walls and Bridges sessions, 1971
Produced by John Lennon
John Lennon: vocal
Jim Keltner: drums
Dwarf McDougal: acoustic guitar
Klaus Voormann: bass
Nicky Hopkins: acoustic piano
Ken Ascher: electric piano
I Don’t Wanna Face It from the 16-track Double Fantasy/Milk and Honey sessions, 1980
Produced by John Lennon and Yoko Ono
John Lennon: vocal and electric guitar
Earl Slick: electric guitar
Hugh McCracken: electric guitar
Tony levin: bass
George Small: keyboards
Andy Newmark: drums
Real Love home recording, 1980
John Lennon: vocal and acoustic piano
Only You John’s guide vocal on the 16-track master for Ringo Starr’s recording of “Only You”
Produced by Richard Perry
John Lennon: vocal and acoustic guitar
Jesse Ed Davis: electric guitar
Billy Preston: electric piano
Ringo Starr: drums
Jim Keltner: drums
Harry Nilsson: backing vocals
Grow Old With Me originally a home recording, 1980
John Lennon: vocal, acoustic piano and rhythm box
Produced by George Martin
Assistant Producer: Giles Martin
Engineered by Andy Strange, Peter Cobbin and Steve Orchard
Assisted by Ricky Graham and Chris Clark Recorded at Abbey Road
Mixed at Air Studios
Audio Restoration by Tony Cousins and Crispin Murray at Metropolis Mastering
Sean’s “In The Sky” vignette, home recording, 1979
Serve Yourself home recording, 1980
John Lennon: vocal and acoustic guitar
Executive Producer: Yoko Ono
Producer: Yoko Ono & Rob Stevens
Chief Engineer: Rob Stevens
Additional Engineering and Chief Assistant: Mike Rew
Assistant Engineers: Chris Habeck. Mike Anzelowitz
Digital Editing and Processing: Paul Goodrich
Studios: Quad Recording and Merlin Studios
Mastering: George Marino at Sterling Sound
Production Coordinators: Karla Merrifield & Michael Phillips
Capitol Records Project Coordination: Dave Ayers
Art Concept Yoko Ono
Art Direction and Design: Roger Gorman/Reiner Design NYC
Liner Notes: John Lennon, Yoko Ono, Anthony DeCurus and Rob Stevens
All Drawings by John Lennon
© 1998 Yoko Ono Lennon
CD and Booklet Photography Credits: Apple Corps., Pete Fordham, Bob Gruen/Star File, Yoko Ono Lennon, Lenono Photo Archive, Iain MacMillan, Karla Merrifield, Nishi F. Saimaru, David Nutter, Ben Ross, Kishin Shinoyama/PPS David Spindel, Allan Tannenbaum
Book cover photographer Iain MacMillan.
Inside book covers and CD discs: Karla Merrifield
Facing flap photography: Peter Fordham
SPECIAL THANKS TO
Sean Lennon, Samuel Havadtoy, Brian Hendel, Elliot Mintz, Peter Shukat, Rupert Perry, Gareth Hopkins, Mike Heatley, Allan Rouse, Gary Gersh, Roy Lott, Liz Heller, John Ray, Tommy Steele, Lou Mann, Eimear Bradbury, Maggi Sikkens, Denise Knudson, Lance Tan, Bill Schnee, Mickey Diage, Michael Frondelli, Glenn Korman, Bobby Gordon, Ron Stephan, Kyle Gann, Lynne Clifford, Patrick Rionbn, Mandi Newall, Bea Soong, Helen Barden
David Frost Show clip Courtesy of EYEMARK Entertainment
Jerry Lewis Telethon clip Courtesy of Muscular Dystrophy Association
Capitol Records has endeavoured to compile complete discographic information, but because of the passage of time that was not always possible.
1998
Original Stereo version: LP, CD, Cassette
-okay, we, rolling, okay, you, somebody count it in and lets go
Here in some stranger’s room,
Late in the afternoon
What am I doing here at all?
Ain’t no doubt about it
I’m losing you
I’m losing you
Somehow the wires have crossed
Communication’s lost
Can’t even get you on the telephone
I got to shout about it
I’m losing you
I’m losing you
Here in the valley of indecision
I don’t know what to do
I feel you slipping away
I feel you slipping away
I’m losing you
I’m losing you
You say your not getting enough
But I remind you of all that bad stuff
So what the hell am I supposed to do?
Just put a band aid on it?
And stop the bleeding now
Stop the bleeding now
I know I hurt you then
But hell, that was way back when
And well, do you still have to carry that cross?
Don’t want to hear about it
I’m losing you
I’m losing you
“Oh, she’s gone to do it”
“She’s coming in”
“What is it?”
“Oh i just wanted you to A&R it”
As soon as you’re 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 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 peasants 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.
Well well well oh well
Well well well oh well
“How’s the sound”
“I haven’t got the song to suit me mood, okay”
God is a concept
By which we measure our pain
I’ll say it again
God is a concept
By which we 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 Kennedeys
I don’t believe in Buddha
I don’t believe in Mantra
I don’t believe in Ghita
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 the dream weaver
But now I’m reborn
I was the walrus
But now I’m John
And so dear friends
You’ll just have to carry on
The dream is over
“Hey, it’s incredibly strange in my ears”
So Sgt. Pepper took you by surprise
You better see right through that mother’s eyes
So deaks was right when they said you was dead
You’re one mistake you made was in your head
Tell me,
How do you sleep?
Tell me,
How do you sleep at night?
You live with straights who tell you, you was king
Jump when your momma tell you anything
The only thing you done was yesterday
And since you’ve gone you’re just another day
Tell me,
How do you sleep?
Tell me, babe,
How do you sleep at night?
You was king
How do you sleep at night?
A pretty face may last a year or two
But pretty soon they’ll see what you can do
The sound you make is muzak to my ears
You must have learned something in all those years
How do you sleep, brother?
Tell me how do you sleep at night?
Hit it
“can you be very quiet in the kitchen please”
Imagine there’s no heaven
It’s easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Sharing for today
Imagine there’s no countries
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
No religion too
Imagine all the people
Living live in peace
You
You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
a brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the people
You
You may say that I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will be as one
You know I love you, baby, please don’t go
Well Well
You know I love you, baby, please don’t go
You know I love you, honey child
There’s nothing that I wouldn’t do for you right now
You know I love you, baby, please don’t go
Well Well
You know I need you, honey, please don’t go
Well Well
You know I love you, baby, please don’t go
You know I love you, baby please don’t go
Well Well
You know I love you, honey child
There’s nothing that I wouldn’t do for you right now
You know I love you, baby, please don’t go
Well Well
You know I want you, honey, please don’t go
Well Well
You know I love you, baby, please don’t go
You know I love you, honey child
There’s nothing that I wouldn’t do for you right now
You know I love you, baby, please don’t go
Well
Well Well
You know I want you, honey, please don’t go
You know I want you, honey, please don’t go
You know I want you, honey child
There’s nothing that I wouldn’t do for you right now
You know I want you, honey, please don’t go
“one, two, three, four
sorry
one, two, three, four”
Oh my love
For the first time in my life
My eyes are wide open
Oh my lover
For the first time in my life
My eyes can see
I see the wind
Oh, I see the trees
Everything is clear in my heart
I see the clouds
Oh, I see the sky
Everything clear in our world
Oh my lover
For the first time in my life
My Mind is wide open
Oh my love
For the first time in my life
My Mind can feel
I feel the sorrow
Oh, I feel dreams
Everything is clear in my heart
I feel life
Oh I feel love
Everything is clear in our world
“Okey, it goes to D and then A7 at the end now.
So just remember the street ‘feat ‘ceit Queen, ok?
Shall we go then?
One, okey, you’re ready?
One, two, three, four”
Oh, god save us from it all,
Oh, god save us from defeat,
Oh, god save us from the war.
Oh, god save us on the street.
Yeah, let’s fight for people rights,
Let us fight for freedom.
Let us fight for Mickey Mouse
Let us fight for freedom.
Oh, god save us from it all,
Oh, god save us from defeat,
Oh, god save us from the war.
Oh, god save us on the street.
Let us fight for children’s right
Let us fight for peace-dom.
Let us fight for Rupert Bear,
Let us fight for freedom.
Oh, god save us one and all,
Oh, god save us from defeat,
Oh, god save us from the war.
Oh, god save us from the street.
Oh, god save us from defeat,
Oh, god save us from deceit
Oh, god save us from the queen,
“Hey, that sounded alright!”
You must remember this
A kiss is just a kiss
A Fly is just a Fly
Right, and we’re together
A rose is just a rose
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 found out!
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 axe in your hand
Don’t get you nowhere don’t make you a man
I heard something ’bout your Ma and Pa
They didn’t want you so they made you a star
I found out!
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 found this out!
I found out!
Well now that I found out bout dope and cocaine
Don’t even want you to see Mary Jane
I seen through junkies, I seen through them all
I seen religion from Jesus to Paul
I found out!
I found out!
Well, I found out!
Woman is the nigger of the world
Yes she is think about it
Woman is the nigger of the world
If you don’t believe it take a look at the one you’re with
-this is take two,
-all right, okay, yes it’s nice, okay, okay one two three four
Well be-bop-a-lula, she’s my baby
Be-bop-a-lula, I don’t mean maybe
Be-bop-a-lula, she’s my baby
Be-bop-a-lula, I don’t mean maybe
Be-bop-a-lula, she’s my baby love
My baby love, my baby love
Well she’s the girl in the red blue jeans
She’s the queen of all the teens
She’s the one woman that I love
She’s the one that loves me so
Say, be-bop-a-lula, she’s my baby
Be-bop-a-lula, I don’t mean maybe
Be-bop-a-lula, she’s my baby love
My baby love, my baby love
Let’s rock
Well she’s the one that’s got that beat
She’s the one with the flyin’ feet
She’s the one that walks around the store
She’s the one they yell for more, more, more, more
Say, be-bop-a-lula, she’s my baby
Be-bop-a-lula, I don’t mean maybe
Be-bop-a-lula, she’s my baby love
My baby love, my baby
Let’s rock again
Well, be-bop-a-lula, she’s my baby
Be-bop-a-lula, I don’t mean maybe
Be-bop-a-lula, she’s my baby
Be-bop-a-lula, I don’t mean maybe
Be-bop-a-lula, she’s my baby love
My baby love, my baby love
-phew, it’s hot in here
-one, one, two, one two three
Well it’s Saturday night, and I just got paid
Fool about money, don’t try to save
My heart says “go! go! have a time”
‘Cause it’s Saturday night, baby, I’m feeling’ fine
I’m gonna rip it up,
Gonna rock it up,
Gonna shake it up,
Gonna ball it up,
Gonna rock it up,
And ball the night.
Got me a date and I won’t be late,
Picked her up in my eighty-eight.
Shag on down to the union hall,
When the joint starts jumping’, I’ll have a ball.
Gonna rock it up,
Gonna rip it up,
Gonna shake it up,
Gonna roll it up,
Gonna rock it up,
And ball the night.
Yeah, Yeah
Well, ready, set, go man, go,
I got a girl that I love so.
And I’m ready,
Ready, ready, teddy,
I’m ready,
Ready, ready, teddy,
I’m ready,
Ready, ready, teddy,
I’m ready, ready, teddy to rock and roll.
Going to the corner, pick up my sweetie pie,
She’s a rock and roll baby, she’s the apple of my eye.
I’m ready,
Ready, ready, teddy,
I’m ready,
Ready, ready, teddy,
I’m ready,
Ready, ready, teddy,
I’m ready, ready, teddy to rock and roll.
Now the flat top cats and the dungaree dolls,
Headed for the gym to the sock hop ball,
The joint is really jumpin’, the cats are going wild,
The music really sends me, I dig that crazy style,
And I’m ready,
I’m ready
I’m ready,
Ready, ready, teddy,y,
I’m ready, ready, teddy to rock and roll.
Gonna kick off my shoes, roll up my baby jean
Got to rock ‘n’ roll baby, come on and see,
I shuffle to the left, I shuffle to the right,
Gonna rock ‘n’ roll to the early, early night,
And I’m ready,
Yes ready
I’m ready,
I’m ready, ready, teddy to rock and roll.
-yes?
You don’t know what you got, until you lose it
You don’t know what you got, until you lose it
You don’t know what you got, until you lose it
Baby, baby, baby gimme one more chance
You gave me the world I threw it away
You know a real life woman, don’t come everyday
Baby, baby, baby gimme one more chance
You gave me the world but I threw it away
A real life woman, don’t come everyday
Baby, baby, baby gimme one more chance
I scratch your back and you scratch mine
– oh wonderful, wonderful,
-nineteen
-do it the other way two three four
Nobody loves you when you’re down and out
Nobody sees you when you’re on cloud nine
Everybody’s hustling for a buck and a dime
I’ll scratch your back and you scratch mine
I’ve been across to the other side
I’ve shown you everything, I got nothing to hide
And still you ask me do I love you. What it is? What it is?
All I can tell you is it’s all show biz
All I can tell you is it’s all show biz
What it is?
What it is?
What it is?
What it is?
Nobody loves you when you’re down and out
Nobody knows you when you’re on cloud nine
Everybody’s hustling for a buck and a dime
I’ll scratch your back and you knife mine
I’ve been across the water now so many times
I’ve seen the one eyed witch doctor leading the blind
But still you ask me do I love you. What you say? What you say?
Every time I put my finger on it, it slips away
Every time I put my finger on it, it slips away
What you say?
What you say?
What you say?
What you say?
Well I get up in the morning and I’m looking in the mirror to see!
Then I’m lying in the darkness and you know I can’t get to sleep!
one two three four
Nobody loves you when you’re old and grey
Nobody needs you when you’re upside down
Everybody’s hollering about their own birthday
Everybody loves you when you’re six foot in the ground
-Alright, lets go have a listen and a break from it
Only you can make this world seem right
Only you can make the darkness bright
Only you and you alone can thrill me like you do
And fill my heart with love for only you
Only you can make this change in me
For it’s true you are my destiny
When you hold my hand, I understand the magic that you do
You’re my dream come true my one and only you, only you
Only you and you alone can thrill me like you do
And fill my heart with love for only you
Only you can make this change in me
For it’s true you are my destiny
When you hold my hand, I understand the magic that you do do
You’re my dream come true
My one my one my one and only you
Only you, only you,
Only you, only you,
Only you, only you,
Only you, only you,
Only you
Say you’re looking for a place to go
Where nobody knows your name
You’re looking for oblivion
With one eye on the Hall of Fame
I don’t wanna face it oh no
I don’t wanna face it no no no no
Well I can dish it out
But I just can’t take it
You’re looking for some peace and love
Leader of a big old band
You wanna save humanity
But it’s people that you just can’t stand
I don’t wanna face it oh no
I don’t wanna face it no no no no
Well I can sing for my supper
But I just can’t make it
-Earl Slick
Well say you’re looking for a world of truth
Trying to find a better way
The time has come to see yourself
But you always look the other way
I don’t wanna face it oh no
I don’t wanna face it no no no no
Well I can see the promised land
And I know I can make it!
I don’t wanna face it
I don’t wanna face it oh no
Face it
I don’t wanna face it, no
Face it
Face it, babe
-I’m waiting for you, my pick get half the size
-Okay start again, silly boy, take 4
All my little plans and schemes
Gone like some forgotten dream
Seems like all I really was doing
Was waiting for you
Just like little girls and boys
Playing with their little toys
Seems like all we really were doing
Was waiting for love
No need to be alone
No need to be alone
It’s real love
It’s real,
Yes it’s real love
It’s real
From this moment on I know
Exactly where my life will go
Seems like all I really was doing
Was waiting for love
Thought I’d been in love before,
But in my heart I wanted more
Seems like all I really was doing
Was waiting for you
No need to be afraid
No need to be afraid
It’s real love
Yes it’s real,
Yes it’s real love
It’s real
Grow old along with me
The best is yet to be
When our time has come
We will be as one
God bless our love
God bless our love
Grow old along with me
Two branches of one tree
Face the setting sun
When the day is done
God bless our love
God bless our love
Spending our lives together
Man and wife together
World without end
World without end
Grow old along with me
Whatever fate decrees
We will see it through
For our love is true
God bless our love
God bless our love
God bless our love
God bless our love
“Daddy, when did we have no house?”
“When?”
“When, when did we have no house and we rented this house?”
“In 1973, we didn’t have this house, yet that’s when we bought this house”
“Oh”
“Two years before you were born”
“Oh, and I wasn’t coming with you to find this house?”
“No, you weren’t born yet, you were still in the sky”
“Oh, and when I came back down here, what did I land in, on?”
“A, a, a little, a little cardboard box with a little blanket in, little teeny tiny, teeny tiny, little Sean Chan in a little tiny cardboard box it used to have apples in it and it used to be just here”
“I never heard of an apple box”
“Well, a little cardboard box, like this like they the bring groceries in and it’s you instead of the groceries”
You say, you found Jesus Christ
He’s the only one
You say, you’ve found Buddha
Sittin’ in the sun
You say, you found Mohammed
Facin’ to the East
You say, you found Krishna
Dancin’ in the streets
Well there’s something missing in this God Almighty stew
And it’s your mother
Your mother, don’t forget your mother, lad
You got to serve yourself
Nobody gonna do for you
You got to serve yourself
Nobody gonna do for you
Well, you may believe in devils and you may believe in Lords
But you know you’re going to have to serve yourself, lad
Ain’t no room service here
It’s still the same old story
A bloody Holy War
A fight for love and glory
Ain’t gonna study war no more
A fight for God and country
We’re gonna set you free
We’ll put you back in the stone age
If you won’t be like me, get it?
You got to serve yourself
Ain’t nobody gonna do for you
You got to serve yourself
Ain’t nobody gonna do for you
Yeah you may believe in devils and you may believe in Lords
But Christ, you’re gonna have to serve yourself
And that’s all there is to it
So get right back here it’s in the bloody fridge
God, when I was a kid
Didn’t have stuff like this
TV-fuckin’ dinners and all that crap
You fuckin’ kids are all the fuckin’ same!
Want a fuckin’ car now, lucky to have a pair of shoes!
You tell me, you found Jesus Christ
Well that’s great and he’s the only one
You say, you just found Buddha
Sittin’ on his ass in the sun
You say, you found Mohammed
Kneeling on a bloody carpet facin’ the East
You say, you found Krishna
With a bald head dancin’ in the street
Well, Christ, lad, you’ve gone out of your bleeding gurd
You got to serve yourself
Ain’t nobody gonna do for you
(That’s right, lad, you better get that straight into your fuckin’ head)
You got to serve yourself
(You know that, who else is gonna do it for you, it ain’t me kid, I tell you that)
Well, you may believe in Jesus and you may believe in Marx
And you may believe in Marks and Spencer’s
And you may believe in bloody Woolworths
But there’s something missing in this whole bloody stew
And it’s your mother, your poor bloody mother
She once bore you in the back bedroom
Full of piss and shit and fuckin’ midwives
God, you can’t forget that half, too quick
You know, you should have been in the bloody war, lad
And you would know all about it, well, I’ll tell you something
It’s still the same old story
A Holy bloody War, you know with the Pope and all that stuff
A fight for love and glory
Ain’t gonna study no war more
A fight for God and country and the Queen and all that
We’re gonna set you free, yeah all them nig-nogs, sure
Bomb you back into the fuckin’ Stone Age
If you won’t be like me, you know, get down on your knees and pray
Well there’s somethin’ missing in this God Almighty stew
And it’s your goddamn mother you dirty little git
Now get in there and wash yer ears!