Easter's gifts have already closed but the rabbit found he had

some left in the basket, still, and just handed them over....

so here they are:

 

Seven to Nine Extra (-Ordinary) Eggs for Sir Paul McCartney

 

 

Remember When

 

The waves on which we rode

had took* us to a high

those colours shone without a sun

the magic worked without a lie

big bubbles must explode

experience must take

the childish sense of innocence

and leave a man inside his wake

 

Remember when

you thought that you saw god

remember what

I said to you right then

remember who

has told you that you'd not

remember how

to get there once again

remember where

remember where

remember when

 

The waves on which we flew

eroded where we stood

creating sound we lost our ground

and struggle over nuts we would

the seeds of fraction grew

the dream it had to end

I took a bus from who I was

to who once was your friend

 

Remember when

I told you to be free

remember what

you'd dare ask me right then

remember who

could never let it be

remember how

that Buddha held the pen

remember where

remember where

remember when

remember where

remember where

remember when

 

then you'll know who I am.

 

 

One Two Three

 

One Two Three

says you for me

and me for you

said One Two Two

Four Five Six

and straight to heaven

get your kicks

from number Seven.

 

Wimbo (A Friend Amongst the Birds)

 

Sad was his face when he went through the haze

of that autumn day

jingle and jangle and reels

would not stay with the boy

little Lord Fontleroy

playing in strawberry fields

 

What made him weep as his pain sank so deep

that he could not say ?

Wimbo had seen what went wrong:

He told the lord to rest

leave what was second, best

out of wine, women and song.

 

Monday Came

 

Monday came

Sunday went

but Julia was there.

 

Tuesday came

Julia was

a little unaware.

 

Wednesday ?

What the fuss...

how soon will it be ?

 

Not too soon,

Thursday was

dawning over me.

 

Julia bred

jealousy,

Friday it would show.

 

Saturday

she would leave,

wanted me to know:

 

Tuesday was

one too much

that I'd never learn...

BUT ALL I EVER DID

WAS WAIT FOR SUNDAY

TO RETURN !!!

 

An Evergreen Emerging....

 

I said: „Hard Boiled !“

You said: „Scrambled !“

I said: „Look, Paul, and though

you sure can have it any way,

ONCE AND FOR ALL...

it's the hard boiled ones for easter,

but you can take your scrambled eggs

and turn 'em...

into YESTERDAY !

 

Be So Kind

 

Be so kind tell Reg there's something

for him and his brand new lion

KING has done an exceptional one

for STING to sing

and the masses to cry 'em.

 

What's it called ? I'm NOT ALLOWED

to tell secrets to anybody

but now that you know,

hurry up and tell Reg, or

the lion will not be his buddy !

 

I'm Going to Take Me Some Time

 

Time is a stealer

Time is a thief

It's running away

just won't grant me relief

 

Time is the enemy

Time is unkind

It's cruel and won't stop

rob the whole planet blind

 

but I've found we can turn it around

yes, I've found we can turn it around

if we just don't believe

slowing down

was some kind of crime

and I'm

going to take me some

time,

yes I'm

going to take me

some time.

 

Life is no cheap thing

Life costs you nerves

It's always annoying

and grabs for your purse

 

Life is a fugitive

leaving you cold

depending on time

till it's got ya grown old

 

but I've found we can turn it around

yes, I've found we can turn it around

if we just don't believe

slowing down

was some kind of crime

and I'm

going to take me some

time

yes I'm

going to take me

some time.

 

Oh yes I dare

though I'm aware

that time is lost

and it'll take me nowhere

but after all

I've made a friend

so I can't be no

Nowhere Man

at all...

 

I'm

going to take me some

time,

yes I'm

going to take me

some time

I'm

going to take me some

time

yes I'm

going to take me

some time.

 

 

Origins of Evil

 

Misery came

from a miser's name

and poverty sprung

from a non-taker's lung

who but only had

one

...but the devil didn't come

from Kansas !

No, the devil didn't come

from Kansas,

cause in Kansas

there ain't too much fun...

the devil rather came

from Texas !

Yes, the devil rather came

from Texas,

cause from there came his son...

who is the reason that

he's gone

(but it's only a rumour that he had christened him Donald).

 

On Cloud #9

 

On cloud #9

sit Linda and George

but Paul sits at home

on his porch .

 

All those lyrics have been done in one day by

Roop, who was inspired a little, on September 3rd, 2018,

for Sir Paul McCartney,

with LOVE & greetings from another world...

*in normal cases, I'd correct a "mistake" like that,

though I'm trusting inspiration a lot,

but this has not been a normal case imho

and that's why I refuse to view it a mistake !

 

© Paul McCartney