Lennon was right. And we are bigger than Jesus. We will be as big as the Beatles, if not bigger.
Tell me what you feel in your room when the full moon is shining in upon you and your lamp is dying out, and I will tell you how old you are, and I shall know if you are happy.
So many women have experienced horrific forms of male violence throughout their lives, and why isn't there a song about how you get depressed because of it?