The Beatles





Two of Us





I dig a Pygmy by Charles Hawtrey and the Deaf Aids...

Phase One, in which Doris gets her oats.]



Two of us riding nowhere

Spending someone's

Hard earned pay

You and me Sunday driving

Not arriving

On our way back home

We're on our way home

We're on our way home

We're going home



Two of us sending postcards

Writing letters

On my wall

You and me burning matches

Lifting latches

On our way back home

We're on our way home

We're on our way home

We're going home



You and I have memories

Longer than

the road that stretches out ahead



Two of us wearing raincoats

Standing so low

In the sun

You and me chasing paper

Getting nowhere

On our way back home

We're on our way home

We're on our way home

We're going home



You and I have memories

Longer than the road that

stretches out ahead



Two of us wearing raincoats

Standing so low

In the sun

You and me chasing paper

Getting nowhere

On our way back home

We're on our way home

We're on our way home

We're going home



We're going home...

Better believe it]