--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, TurquoiseB <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > > Fair is fair, right? > > I mean, if Off and Nabby can (as Curtis put it so > accurately) gush all over one of John Lennon's > songs as some kind of advocacy piece for Maharishi > and TM, it seems "fair and balanced" to trot out
> the song in which John rather clearly expressed > his real feelings about both, using Maharishi's > actual name this time. Before the Apple lawyers > made him change the lyrics, that is. Turq, what was the tune to these lyrics? > Maharishi what have you done > You made a fool of everyone > You made a fool of everyone > Maharishi ooh what have you done > > Maharishi you broke the rules > You layed it down for all to see > You layed it down for all to see > Maharishi oooh you broke the rules > > One sunny day the world was waiting for a lover > He came along to turn on everyone > Maharishi the greatest of them all > > Maharishi how did you know > The world was waiting just for you > The world was waiting just for you > Maharishi oooh how did you know > > Maharishi you'll get yours yet > However big you think you are > However big you think you are > Maharishi oooh you'll get yours yet > > We gave him everything we owned just to sit at his table > Just a smile would lighten everything > Maharishi he's the latest and the greatest of them all > > He made a fool of everyone > Maharishi > > However big you think you are > Maharishi > Paul Saltzman: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PiAhzpGO1Qk&mode=related&search > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Vaj <vajranatha@> wrote: > > > > On Feb 2, 2008, at 11:08 PM, curtisdeltablues wrote: > > > > > Sorry to intrude in such nice projection but John wrote the song > > > when his wife Cynthea kept running her mouth BEFORE they went to > > > Rishikesh. > > > > > > Did you ever write a song Off? He wasn't thinking within the > > > boundaries of philosophy you are trying to stuff him into. He was > > > creating a word collage. Read what they guy wrote about his own > > > songs and you will understand. Trying to turn his clever word > > > salad into an advocacy piece for TM just shows how little you > > > understand about his music. > > > > > > OTHO everything you say is true FOR YOU. That is the great thing > > > about poetic songwriting. It was just the last part about > > > > > > Not wishing to see Off World disappointed, there really was a song > > about the Maharishi and TM that John did write after Rishikesh. It's > > actually called "the Maharishi Song" (it did not appear in any peer- > > reviewed journals): > > > > http://youtube.com/watch?v=gYyTsi3By5w > > The Maharishi Song - JOHN LENNON - HOME RECORDING (1968) > > > > > > THE MAHARISHI SONG > > > > > > KEY: G > > Chords used: > > EADGBE > > G: 320003 > > > > JOHN: Well let me tell you something about the Maharishi camp, in > > Rishi Kesh. There were one or two attractive women there, but > > mainly looked like, you know, schoolteachers or somethin'. > > And the whole damn camp was fine on the ones in the bathing suits, > > and they're supposed to be meditatin'. > > And there's this cowboy there called Tom who plays cowboys on TV, > > and my, did the Beatle wives go for him in a big way. > > I wonder what it was - it was his tight leather belt, his jeans, > > and his dumb eyes. > > > > YOKO: What's wrong with his eye? You have this eye. > > > > JOHN: Me, I took it for real, I wrote six hundred songs about how I > > feel; I felt like dying, and crying, and committing suicide, but > > I felt creative and said: 'What the hell's this got to do with > > what that silly little man's talking about?' > > But he did charm me in a way because he was funny, sort of > > cuddly, like a sort of, you know... > > > > YOKO: Like a teddy bear. > > > > JOHN: ...little daddy with a beard telling stories of heaven as if > > he knew. You could never pin him down, but he often spread rumors > > through his right hand man who used to be with the CIA and told > > about the planes he saved. > > How Maharishi came through the storm - on a plane. And the pilot > > was getting worried they couldn't land. When Maharishi looked up > > with one foul look, according to the man who works for him, > > everything was OK and they landed. > > After that I thought: lies. > > But who was that woman that looks like Jean Simmons who keeps > > going to him for private interviews? > > She musta been about forty, forty-five. Kept tellin' about her > > husband 'cause he wasn't there. > > I was always tryin' to get a private audience with the Maharishi > > and he kept refusing. > > I know only one thing. He musta had some of his own, it musta > > been that little Indian piece; she came with the tailor and > > would sit at his feet and that was one in five hundred. > > The rest had to wait like good American people, in lines to see > > the master walkin' on the petals who lived in a million dollar > > staccato house overlookin' the Himalayas. > > He looked holy. > > > > YOKO: But he was a sex maniac... > > > > JOHN: I couldn't say that, but he certainly wasn't... > > > > YOKO: Holy. > > > > JOHN: In the true sense of the word, that is. >
