Recorded at the Cellar Folk Club at Map's Studio Café in London's fashionable Kentish Town, 27th June 2022. Thanks to Richard, Nigel and all at the club.
lyrics
If John Lennon were alive, he’d be back on the stage
Everyone says he’s not bad for his age
Ever since the divorce, he’s been a man reborn
Got to hand it to the band, with Julian and Sean
Guitar held up high, and still singing sweet
Bobbing up and down on the balls of his feet
He’s got nothing on top, long and grey at the collar
He’d dye it like Paul but he just can’t be bothered
If John Lennon were alive, he’d have pissed away his cash
On eighties cocaine and the stock market crash
And endless legal actions against Yoko and Paul
Rehab and reboots, trips to Nepal
Prayer shawls and pub crawls, snowballs and trunk calls
Visas for squeezes, tease the believers
He’s bigger than Jesus
In spite of it all
If John Lennon were alive, he’d be living on pills
A shadow of himself since he married Heather Mills
He’s not done a decent song since 1991
Everyone knows Yoko got the best out of John
Like old men before him, he’s turned to the right
He shouts about not being ashamed to be white
Some old women cry, we all roll our eyes
Would it be better if John Lennon had died?
Prayer shawls and pub crawls…
If John Lennon were alive he’d be eighty years old
Yoko’s got his money, but he’s still got his soul
He’s a hard-luck, bankrupt, New York dead-duck
Drinking coffee in a downtown Starbucks
What’s changed, Mr Lennon? It’s your five minute call
What’s changed? I’ll tell you: square root of fuck all
Where's my guitar? Let’s play some rock’n’roll
I’m bigger than Jesus, in spite of it all
Prayer shawls and pub crawls…