14

Lyrics

All of it running together
You say you feel much better
Meaningless to me as
Day is short and night is long
And bright

When will you come down
And sit here where I am?
When will you come down?

You got an arm
You got a needle
You do no harm
I kill a Beatle
John, George, Ringo, or Paul
It really doesn't matter at all

The guillotine of '45
That is what I made my wife

Cut off the heads of your imperialistic shithead
Send my royalties to where I sit
Shit, la la la
Means I love you
Shit, la la la la
Means I love you

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14

You've got an arm
You've got a needle
You do no harm
I kill a Beatle
John, George, Ringo, or Paul
It really doesn't matter at all

The guillotine of '45
That is what I made my wife

Cut off the heads of your imperialistic shit
Send my royalties to where I sit
Shit, la la la
Means I love you
Shit, la la la la
Means I love you
Shit, la la
Means I love you

Chronology

• 14
• Singles

Interpretations

• The first section was expanded into Come on Down