Yes, boys and girls, it’s been forty years since The Beatles released Sgt Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band. So that’s what we’re listening to here.
I’m a bit too young to remember any of this, though. I only just turned 43, so it’s not like I was into pop music at that age. Hell, I was barely toilet trained, let alone care about whether or not the black carnation Paul was wearing was a secret sign that he was actually dead, having been replaced by a lookalike. Who coincidentally could play bass guitar. Left handed. And sing exactly like Paul. And write songs exactly like Paul, as well. (Well, I was too young then, but I’ve certainly learned a lot since then, including being fully and completely toilet trained, so there.)
And it really doesn’t matter if I’m wrong
I’m right where I belong
I’m right where I belong
See the people standing there
who disagree and never win
and wonder why they don’t get in my door
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