A Little Saturday Night Music

I Will (Remastered 2009) -Beatles

The Beatles Updated

In the town where I was born
Lived a man who liked to sneeze
And he told us of his life
In the land of quarantine!

So we sailed up to the sun
'Til we found a rubber boot
And we lived alone and raved
In our yellow biosuit

We all live in a yellow biosuit
Yellow biosuit, yellow biosuit
We all live in a yellow biosuit
Yellow biosuit, yellow biosuit

And our friends are all aboard
Many more of them live next door
And the band begins to play

We all live in a yellow biosuit
Yellow biosuit, yellow biosuit
We all live in a yellow biosuit
Yellow biosuit, yellow biosuit

As we live a life of ease
Everyone of us has all we need (except TP!)
Sky of blue (sky of blue) and sea of green (and sea of green)
In the land of quarantine (quarantine, ah ha)

We all live in a yellow biosuit
Yellow biosuit, yellow biosuit
We all live in a yellow biosuit
Yellow biosuit, yellow biosuit
We all live in a yellow biosuit
Yellow biosuit, yellow biosuit
We all live in a yellow biosuit
Yellow biosuit, yellow biosuit

(With apologies to Ringo Starr)

Quote du jour

Visually they are a nightmare: tight, dandified, Edwardian-Beatnik suits and great pudding bowls of hair. Musically they are a near-disaster: guitars and drums slamming out a merciless beat that does away with secondary rhythms, harmony, and melody. Their lyrics (punctuated by nutty shouts of “yeah, yeah, yeah!”) are a catastrophe, a preposterous farrago of Valentine-card romantic sentiments.

-Newsweek, on the Beatles, 52 years ago today