Imagine - Evolution Documentary

Okay, take one

Okay, what are we waiting for?

We're waiting - I don't know, what are we waiting for? Let's go

Okay, one, two, one, two, three, four

All I want is the truth

Just give me some truth

No short-haired, yellow - sorry, sorry, stop, stop!

Somebody goofed a chord there

Come on, we should get going

Oh, I'm sorry, well, you've still got it

Come on, I'm doing Eddie Cochran, it doesn't last long

"Cut across, Shorty, Shorty, cut across"

Okay

All I want is the truth

Just give me some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of Trick - come on, you cunts!

I hope you're getting the delicacies of recording over there

This is how John does his love songs

"Come on, you fuckers, get it fucking together or I'll fucking cripple you

Skin of a fucking liar, fucking mantra"

All I want is me tooth

All right, this is, can I have a - something's wrong, where's Eddie Veal?

Eddie Veal!

He's on the floor, eh

Get him up, or we'll have veal fucking stroganoff

Oh, there he is, Eddie veal cutlet, come on in, say hello to the camera

Hi camera, hi ma'am

What can you do to mess up the camera, now that you've messed up the studio?

I always whisper to them (it's very nice to be here!)

This is it, John

(Pig-headed politicians)

All I want is the truth, now

Just give me some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of Tricky Dicky

Is going to Mother Hubbard soft soap me

For just a pocketful of hope

Money for dope

Money for rope

All right?

Give a listen to it

Jolly decent of you

We're going

It's powerful and sure, watch the tempo, it's starting to pick up

One, two, one, two, three, four

I'm sick and tired of hearing things

From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocritics

All I want is the truth

Just give me some truth

I've had enough of reading things

By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians

All I want is the truth

Just give me some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of Tricky Dicky

Is going to Mother Hubbard soft soap me

For just a pocketful of hope

Money for dope

Money for rope

Woo-hoo!

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of Tricky Dicky

Is going to Mother Hubbard soft soap me

With just a pocketful of soap

Money for dope

Money for rope

I've had enough of reading things

By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians

All I want is the truth, now

Just give me some truth, now

All I want is the truth

Just give me some truth

All I want is the truth

Just give me some truth

All I want is the truth

Just give me some truth

Ah, this is the truth!