ilovebeatlegeorge
Paul belts the words into the long, slender, black microphone. The audience sings along to the classic words they all know and love. Paul's words ring off the sides of the arena. And all are pleased with what Paul, and his microphone, have brought to the arena.
"Help, I need somebody, help! Not just anybody! Help. When I was younger so much younger than today, I never needed anybody's help in anyway." (Lennon/McCartney)
Wild wild horses can't drag me away. The Stones said it best, just like The Beatles usually did. The Stones are not as good as The Beatles.
Paul had a flashback, suddenly. He imagined the good old days, with John, George, Ringo, and him sitting around a fireplace. Brian was with them, too.
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