Beatles Haiku
by Beth, Brett, Kristen, and Megan
John, Paul, Ringo, George:
These four lads bring me much joy.
Purest rainbows, man.
Eleanor Rigby:
Face in a jar, picks up rice,
Dies alone in church.
Riot in the streets
A number right after eight
Yoko says get nude
John loves that weird chick.
Everyone else thinks he's dumb.
They got married, though.
Been a hard day's night
(Ringo's syntax is lovely)
Sex makes up for it
Help me if you can
I am old and now things suck
I'm feelin' dow-own.
I'm so freakin' mad!
I just lost the girl I had,
So I'll cry instead.
Hey, you know my name:
Look up the number! You, you
You know my name. You…
The chords may sound wrong
but we did that on purpose.
LSD is great.
Girl took advantage
Got wasted, slept in the tub
Burned fucking house down
I am the eggman.
Paul may or may not be dead.
Look at our outfits!
I want to tell you
My head's filled with things to say
Those words slip away.
Got any advice?
Dead boyfriend equals black clothes.
I ain't gettin' none.
I try to call you,
Try going by your house at night,
You're a lying bitch!
Here I stand — head down.
Gotta hide my love away.
I sleep in a pit.
My floor is dirty,
the world just keeps on spinning,
My guitar's crying.
That crusty old guy
Mooches off his sis, snorts coke
Tells queen to fuck off
"Living with you sucks,"
she said, while waving something:
a ticket to ride.
Stupid, stupid rain.
Gotta fix that hole up there.
My mind MUST wander!
It's okay, baby,
we don't have to have sex, love.
See, we can just dance.
She's got a ticket
A ticket to RIDE, even.
Don't look like she cares.
I me mine, I me…
wait, what is this song about?
I don't really care.
Paul sees his mom's ghost
Whenever he feels depressed
She says, don't sweat it.
When I get older,
We can do old-people things.
Like a garden. Dig?
All together now!
We can count! I like colors!
Is that Yoko's voice?
Let's screw in the road!
No one will be watching us!
Let's screw in the road!
Taxman is evil.
I'm only one listening.
John and Paul don't care.
SHAKE IT UP BABY!
Twist and shout! Work it on out!
…They were so young once.
See that girl up there?
The landscape is edible!
Dude, swirly eyeballs.
Is this song about
My wife or my mom? Creepy.
Oedipal ballad.
It's Bungalow Bill!
Bullet-headed Saxon git.
His mom creeps me out.
Don't wake me up, man!
Fuck circadian rhythms.
Let me keep dreaming.
I have a secret.
Let me whisper in your ear…
IT'S THAT I LOVE YOU!
Stuff ain't so bad now.
I used to beat up women
But I swear I've changed!
Here's a great ending:
We'll combine Paul's song with mine.
No one saw my film!
She's really the shit.
I'm in love for the first time.
So much for that one.
They overdubbed me!
Paul's too busy with "Freedom"
Real pithy one, Paul.
I've got a feeling
A feeling I can't hide, yeah.
Heh, he said, "Wet dream."
My friends help me sing,
And they write the music too!
I love them a lot.
You think she needs you,
but her eyes so empty.
Her love is dead, man.
All you need is love!
Can't do the impossible.
Smart man. Very sad.
I'm sleepy. It's late.
I'm in a strange rented house.
Where are my buddies?
I'm tired, I'm obsessed,
I want to smoke and drink all night.
I need peace of mind.
Beach Boys can keep their
Democratic chicks. I like
Pinko Commie girls.
IF YOU CHEAT ON ME
I SWEAR I'LL KILL YOU, DAMNIT!
I love you that much.
Yes, no, hello, bye,
A meaningless argument
But a kick-ass song.
His sister's Pam, right?
The cross-dressing go-getter?
Attractively built?
We live in a sub
A yellow one. It's noisy.
Where is Jeremy?
A revolution?
Really? Have you thought this through?
I am unconvinced.
You know Doc Robert?
His special cup is mad wack.
He makes me feel fine.
Guitar war kicks ass
But my heart breaks anyway.
They took lots of love.
Desmond meets Molly.
They fall in love, get married,
have kids. Life goes on.
HONEY PIE! HONEY
PIE! HONEY PIE! I LOVE YOU.
Paul clearly loves crack.
Honey Pie, I would
come and get you, but you're all
the way over there.
A taste of honey!
Tasting much sweeter than wine.
Wait, does he mean… oh!
Joan was quizzical
Maxwell was psychotical
(Mal plays the hammers)
I've got a new girl!
I swear, I'm not doing this
to make you jealous.
So, I wrote this book,
It took me years to write, look!
I wanna write, man.
No letter today.
Is my girl ignoring me?
Cards would cheer me up.
Hey, it's not your fault
your parents are breaking up.
Chin up, kid. Love, Paul.