How many times will the Beatles take my money? How much longer will "Sir" Paul rip me off for the same shit that I paid for forty years ago? And Madame Ono? If I calculated, actually tallied it up, it must be in the thousands that I've paid for their records, tapes and CDs. I am just not making this up.
Yoko is sitting in her fat white universe mourning dear John, who went way before his time but left the business to her, upon which she's cannily reaping, reaping, reaping, as she did when he was alive.
"Sir" Paul is a shrunken vegetarian shell of the shrunken vegetarian shell he was when his pious vegetarian wife went bye-byes long ago. Dude, "Yesterday" is so yesterday.
If you really want to know, I'm never going to pay for Hard Day's Night again. I'm going to pirate it.
You shameless money-grubbing bastards. John would be ashamed of you.